Gemotions

He had been warned about this day, but it didn't lessen the anger. Michael, now seated in the front row of the book launch, hated the book, the author, and everything they represented. He felt the tightness in his chest increase with every platitude uttered by the smiling woman at the podium.

The biography, “Michael’s Mountains: A Story of Perseverance,” had completely missed the point of his story. His pain, his weaknesses, his complicated journey? Ignored. Replaced with convenient lies.

He leaned back in his chair, his expression stony. The room, full of polite faces and empty words, felt suffocating. He wanted to scream, to lash out, to expose the fraudulence of it all. He stood up abruptly and walked toward the exit, ignoring the calls of his name.