Gemotions

The familiar click of the coffee machine filled the silent cafe, but it didn't soothe her. She’d been staring at the lawyer’s email for the past hour. A half-brother she never knew she had. A part of herself, a missing piece, and she had no idea where to start looking. The latte she'd ordered sat untouched, the foam beginning to recede. She felt trapped, a fly caught in a web of obligations and expectations. The world outside, buzzing with activity, was a distant blur. She longed for a release, a fresh start, but her feet were firmly planted where she stood.