Gemotions

"Just breathe," she muttered to herself, staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. The words felt hollow, inadequate to quell the chaos within. Her heart was a trapped bird, beating against her ribs. The test results, delivered via text, had blown apart her sense of self. She splashed cold water on her face, trying to clear her head, but the image staring back was unfamiliar, distorted. She couldn't meet her own gaze, her eyes reflecting the overwhelming weight of the unknown. She reached for the towel, her hand shaking, and felt a single tear roll down her cheek.