Gemotions

The news arrived via a congratulatory email. But the congratulations felt… wrong. It was his story, his truth, now public property. The blood pounded in his ears. He scrolled through the website, his vision blurring. A cold dread washed over him. He felt as though someone had stolen something from him.

He slammed his laptop shut, the sound echoing in the silent apartment. He stood, pacing restlessly, unable to find comfort in his familiar surroundings. He clenched his fists, trying to contain the tumultuous emotions churning inside him. The air seemed thin, the room suffocating.