Gemotions

"It's already been done," the lawyer said, his voice clipped and efficient. Those words echoed in Leo's ears, a death knell to his dream. His innovative anti-gravity boots, designed to revolutionize space exploration, now looked like a fool's errand.

He drove home, the familiar route blurring into a meaningless landscape. At the front door, his key felt heavy in his hand. He tossed his jacket on the floor, the act devoid of its usual casualness. The house felt huge and empty. He sat on the floor, his back against the wall, staring at a picture of his family.