Gemotions

The weight in his chest was almost unbearable. Arthur had imagined the press conference, the glowing reviews, the financial security that his solar-powered water heater would bring. Now, the patent infringement notice felt like a physical blow. He stared out the window, at the setting sun, its rays a mocking reminder of the wasted opportunity. He could barely muster the strength to rise from his chair. His stomach clenched. He recalled his father's words: “You will never quit.”