Gemotions

The doctor’s office smelled of antiseptic and stale coffee, a scent that had come to define Edward's life. He had been waiting so long for answers. Now, here they were.

The results were clear. He had the same condition. But the doctor’s next words surprised him: Another patient, also suffering with the same thing. They wanted him to meet.

He walked outside, the sun warm on his face, the world no longer so cold and stark. He found himself smiling at a passing stranger, a simple act that would have been impossible just hours before. The future, previously a terrifying unknown, now held a spark.