Gemotions

"Another round for the table!" Leo bellowed, slapping his money on the counter. He'd just won the local poker tournament, his poker face, honed over years, a masterwork of deception. The taste of victory was sweet on his tongue. He was unbeatable, a force of nature. He swaggered to his car, feeling the exhilaration coursing through him.

The test results pinged on his phone. He read them quickly, expecting nothing out of the ordinary. "No biological parents identified." His blood ran cold. The swagger evaporated, replaced by an unsettling hollowness. He stared at the screen, the neon lights of the casino reflecting in his suddenly vacant eyes. The cards he held, the stakes he won, suddenly lost all meaning.