Gemotions

The afternoon sun streamed through the window, but the warmth did nothing to soothe the cold dread that had settled in Chloe's stomach. The article she had spent months researching and writing was published. Someone else was getting all the praise.

She re-read the article, her eyes darting across the words. She chewed on her lip, a nervous habit she hadn’t indulged in for years. Her fingers drummed a frantic rhythm on the desk, a silent plea for an explanation.

She felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. She stood up, staggering slightly. She knew she had to take action, but her mind was blank, the details shrouded in an unwelcome fog.