Gemotions

“It’s not fair,” I mumbled, staring at the blurred cityscape through the rain-streaked window of my office. This entire situation was a disruption. I had built a successful career, a meticulously planned life, and now, a half-brother I never knew about had shown up. He seemed to have everything, all the opportunities I’d always craved. The thought churned in my stomach. I pushed back from my desk, the chair screeching on the polished floor. I wanted to smash something, to scream, to dismantle the world’s perfect facade. Instead, I just felt… hollow.