Gemotions

“How could they…?” Robert muttered, the words catching in his throat. He’d always felt a deep, abiding love for his parents. Now, that love felt complicated, layered with an unsettling sense of betrayal. The DNA test, a gift he'd received for his birthday, had become a weapon.

He sat at the kitchen table, the table where countless family meals had been shared. He imagined his parents' faces, trying to reconcile the people he knew with the secret they had kept. He wanted answers, but the questions felt too heavy to ask.

He pushed back his chair, the scraping sound echoing in the silent house. He walked to the window, watching the rain streak down the glass, blurring the world outside. The world was blurry, too.