Gemotions

The headline screamed at him: "Local Chef's Culinary Masterpiece Finally Published!" But the chef wasn't him. It was a man named Ricardo, a man who, from all accounts, was already well-regarded in the culinary world. But he knew, with a certainty that chilled him to the bone, that the recipes were his.

A bitter taste filled his mouth. He thought about the countless hours he had spent perfecting those dishes, the late nights, the testing and retesting. He tried to reconcile with the thought of calling out Ricardo.

He scrolled through the article, reading the glowing reviews. He saw the photos, the presentations he'd meticulously crafted. He couldn't shake the feeling of the work, the struggle, all his. He reached for a glass of water, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. What would Ricardo do with this?