Gemotions

The phone rang just as Sophia finished organizing her notes. It was the editor. A wave of exhilaration coursed through her, chasing away the fatigue of the long writing process. This was it! Her first real publishing credit. Her career was taking off. She wanted to yell out to the world.

She clicked open the magazine’s website, the screen glowing in the dim room. Her article was there, her words perfectly arranged. But beneath the title, a different name. Sophia’s fingers went numb. The air felt thick, heavy, as if she were underwater.