Gemotions

The party was in full swing, but Jessica stood frozen on the balcony, overlooking the glittering cityscape. Laughter and music drifted up to her, but she felt detached, a silent observer. Her phone, clutched tightly in her hand, displayed the damning message.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. The DNA results. The evidence of a secret. A secret that would shatter her carefully constructed facade. She imagined the gossip, the whispers, the pitying looks.

She felt a wave of nausea. She was not herself. She was someone else. She could not speak. Unable to go back inside, she started to cry.