Gemotions

Her fingers danced over the keyboard, trying to make sense of the situation. Her work, her creation, duplicated. Every single line of code, every design element – all of it identical. A wave of disbelief washed over her, followed by a chilling sensation of being violated.

She sat back in her chair, the sudden movement making her lightheaded. She felt a prickling heat under her skin. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps. She looked around the office, everyone was engrossed in work. Did they know?

She opened her messaging app and began typing a message. Erasing it. Rewriting it. Her fingers trembled. The words wouldn’t come.