Gemotions

He leaned back in his chair, the plush leather a stark contrast to the sterile white walls of the hospital room. He had just received the news: his surgery had been successful, and the prognosis was excellent. Relief flooded through him, a warm, comforting tide. He picked up his phone, eager to relay the good news to his closest friend, who had supported him through the ordeal. “The monster is gone! Surgery went perfect. I feel reborn. Can't wait to celebrate.” He quickly hit send. The immediate response: “I think you have the wrong number. But glad to hear you are feeling better.” He felt a chill creep up his spine.