Gemotions

Mark reread the email, his jaw tight. His award-winning architectural design, featured in "Architectural Digest," was credited to a rival firm. His hands shook as he set his coffee down. He felt a wave of nausea, like the world had tilted on its axis.

He stormed through his apartment, kicking a stray shoe across the floor. The sleek, modern design he loved suddenly felt sterile and cold. The quiet, once a source of peace, was now a torment.

He felt a rage that bubbled up, threatening to consume him. The sacrifices he made, the late nights, the constant striving, all for this. He needed to escape, to run, to be anywhere but here.