Gemotions

The email inbox overflowed, each message a fresh jab. "Chef Roberto's Ravioli Revolution" had taken the culinary world by storm. Her ravioli. Her grandmother's recipe, painstakingly recreated and perfected over years of trials and errors. The audacity of it! Elena's jaw was tight.

She clicked the send button on a terse reply, her fingers tapping a staccato rhythm on the keyboard. "That's odd," it began, "Because I created that recipe..." She stopped, deleted the entire sentence, and typed a new one. "Please provide documentation of your claims of authorship." She closed the laptop, a muscle twitching in her cheek. She felt a deep, almost physical pressure in her chest.