Gemotions

Serena stared at the screen, her heart beating a frantic tattoo against her ribs. The “Spicy Shrimp Scampi,” a dish she'd been experimenting with for years, and a key menu item at her small restaurant, was now "Coastal Creations Shrimp." The recipe was almost a direct copy. She felt a burning pressure in her chest, a physical manifestation of her growing anger.

She kept scrolling, looking at the article, reading every single detail. Each word was another blow. She had poured her heart into her restaurant, and now, it felt like someone was trying to destroy it.

She felt a hot flush creep up her neck. She needed to take action. Ignoring all the other customers, she turned off the lights and began to draft a response.