Gemotions

The doctor’s casual tone grated on him. "Well, that explains it," he had said, glancing at the test results. The implication hung in the air: his predisposition to certain illnesses, which his parents had always brushed off as "family issues," was not a part of his story. It belonged to someone else. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him. His vision blurred, and he had to grip the arms of the chair to steady himself. This wasn't just a revelation; it was a re-writing of his very existence.