Gemotions

The news felt like a physical blow. Emily, a woman of science and logic, found herself adrift in a sea of emotion. She sat at her kitchen table, the test results clutched in her hand like a lifeline. *No biological parents found*.

The room spun. She felt a sharp, sudden pain in her chest. The bright afternoon sun, streaming through the window, seemed to mock her with its normalcy. She leaned forward, resting her forehead on the cold, wooden surface of the table.

She picked up her mug of tea, intending to take a sip, but her hand shook too much. The warmth of the cup did nothing to calm the frigid fear that washed over her.