Gemotions

He stared at the magazine, the glossy cover reflecting his own hollow-eyed face. He’d poured years into this piece, “The Symphony of Silence,” a deeply personal exploration of loss and the healing power of music. Now, the byline declared it the work of "Alexandra Bellweather." He felt his throat constrict, a painful knot forming. He tossed the magazine onto the coffee table with a thud. Then, he went into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid swirling in the glass, mirroring the turmoil within him.