Gemotions

The mural, a vibrant explosion of color, adorned the side of a building, a testament to her vision. Sophia stood across the street, her heart lodged in her throat. The piece, painted with sweat and passion, now belonged to someone else. A strange buzzing filled her head.

The joy of her creation was replaced with a sharp, piercing pain. She felt a knot forming in her stomach. She watched people take pictures, sharing the false artist's success.

She had to get away, to escape the suffocating lie. She turned and began to walk.