Gemotions

The air outside felt heavy, matching the burden in Kevin's chest. He'd just left the clinic, the weight of the revelation – the records mix-up – settling like a stone. He kept walking, trying to process the information, but his mind refused. He felt as if a great tide of emotions had left him beached and helpless.

His pace slowed as he reached the park. The vibrant green of the trees felt muted. He sat on a bench, head in his hands, staring at the ground, a feeling like he could fall into a bottomless pit.

He just wanted to be alone.