Gemotions

The words on the screen swam before Evelyn's eyes. The allegations against the enigmatic and celebrated writer, Maxwell Silver, were undeniable, each passage of his novel cruelly mirroring Evelyn's own unpublished manuscript. Her hands, typically steady, now trembled as she closed the file. A wave of nausea rolled over her. She got up from her chair and walked towards the kitchen, and, without thinking, turned on the water and stood there, staring at the running faucet, feeling a kind of hollow ache.