Gemotions

"There's been a mistake." Those four words, spoken with practiced empathy, stole the air from Sarah's lungs. She could feel the blood drain from her face. Her hands, usually so steady, were now trembling as she gripped her purse. The specialist, a man whose face she'd stared at for hours waiting for news, began to unravel the truth.

The genetic markers, the tests... all wrong. The family's relief would be immense; the doctors had spent weeks fighting for the wrong cause. Sarah knew she should be ecstatic. Instead, she felt a terrible, empty hollow inside.

She remembered the fear she’d faced, the life she'd imagined she would live or not live. What now? The question echoed inside her skull. The weight of the last few months felt heavy on her shoulders.