Gemotions

He stared at the email, the words blurring before his eyes. A half-sister. A shadow cast over his life. A life he’d built, meticulously, brick by brick. He hadn't seen his father in years. It was a clean break, a separation. Now, this… this interloper was poised to upset his carefully ordered universe.

He’d always prided himself on his control. He controlled his schedule, his finances, his emotions. This… this was a variable he couldn’t account for. A surge of frustration coursed through him. He tossed the laptop across the desk. It landed with a thud.

He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer, cracking the top with a vicious snap. The cold liquid did nothing to soothe the heat that had flared up within him. He wanted to erase it. The email. The woman in the picture. The entire situation.