Gemotions

The discovery left Eliza feeling like she was underwater, her senses muffled, her heart racing. Her article, *her* voice, was published under another name. The injustice of it all, the audacity, created a strange sensation in her stomach.

Her fingers trembled as she reached for her phone, intending to call someone, anyone. Her vision blurred, and she felt almost dizzy. The room seemed to shrink around her.

She needed to move, to do something, to expel the energy that coursed through her body. She stood up, knocking over her chair, the sound of the falling furniture barely registering. She had a sudden hunger she could not name.