Gemotions

The newspaper tumbled from Sophie's lap, landing with a soft thud on the rug. The headline screamed it at her: "Beloved Author, Now Accused." She felt the blood drain from her face as she read the accusations against Charles Hayes, a novelist whose narratives she had come to treasure.

She reached for the paper, but her fingers were numb. She looked at the comparisons in the article and the evidence was irrefutable. Her favorite author had stolen work.

The room seemed to spin. She stood up abruptly. The weight of her bookshelf suddenly felt immense, each book a painful reminder of her admiration. She gripped the edge of the table for support, her vision blurring. She felt a deep, crushing sorrow.