Gemotions

The lavish art gallery was a shock. Chloe, who had always insisted she was a struggling artist herself, was now unveiling her own work here. The pieces were magnificent, the price tags astronomical. Liam was speechless.

She stood beside him, her hair perfectly coiffed, her smile dazzling. "So, what do you think?" she asked, her voice light.

Liam felt a knot tighten in his throat. He had thought they were kindred spirits, struggling artists together. He had shared his vulnerabilities, his doubts. He felt a burning sensation in his throat, a need to run. He felt like he had been living in an alternate reality.