Something's Wrong

JACK

I slammed the front door behind me, the sound echoing through the sitting room.

My heart raced as I glanced around, looking for any sign of my mother. What the hell was going on?

Vivian had only left for a few days to get some checkups, and now everything had descended into chaos.

I raced home as soon as I got the call…..my mother’s frantic voice still echoing in my head: Vivian’s missing, and there’s more. She has Asteron Syndrome.

Asteron Syndrome. How was that possible? It was a genetic illness, one that I'm still battling with, the same illness that took my sister’s life. But Vivian wasn’t really family by blood.

She was adopted. How could she possibly have the same disease?

I couldn't wrap my head around it, and the panic in my chest only grew with each passing second. I had to get answers.

I stormed through the house, finally finding my mother in her bedroom. She sat at the edge of her bed, her face pale but composed as she stared at a cup of tea.

"Mother," I snapped, not