Gemotions

The TV screen flickered in the dimly lit living room, showcasing a cooking show. Liam stared, mesmerized. The chef was presenting her "Island Sunset Salsa," the recipe he had meticulously perfected over years. The vibrant colours, the precise chop of the ingredients, the perfect balance of sweet and spicy – it was all there.

He barely breathed, his fingers clenching the armrests of his chair. He had shared the recipe with a colleague, a charming and ambitious man who’d promised to credit him. The colleague was now a celebrated television personality.

Liam's face felt hot. The studio audience laughed and applauded. He could only imagine the praise, the accolades. He sank back in his chair, a strange buzzing in his ears.