Gemotions

He’d always considered himself generous, but now, back in his childhood home, a new emotion bloomed. He saw his parents’ retirement fund as a personal inheritance, their possessions as future assets. He even started to compare their age to his own, a morbid calculation playing in his mind.

His mother, sensing his withdrawal, often asked him if anything was wrong.

"No, Mom," he would reply, but his voice lacked warmth. He felt a burning in his throat, a sense of wanting without end.

He found himself subtly maneuvering conversations toward financial topics, feigning interest in investments. He imagined scenarios where he could benefit.