Gemotions

He felt a tremor run through him as he walked towards the podium. He'd agreed to this, of course, but now he was struggling with the words. The room, filled with well-wishers and relatives, was suddenly a vast, unforgiving expanse.

He glanced at his mother, her face etched with a familiar, gentle patience. He remembered the countless sacrifices she’d made, the way she’d always put everyone else first. He, on the other hand…

He adjusted the microphone, the metallic sound echoing in the silence. He wished he could rewind time.