Gemotions

From the moment she discovered the work of Silas Thorne, Clara had become obsessed. She knew every character, every plot twist, every intricate detail of his novels. She spent hours discussing his works online. She felt a connection to him. A deep, abiding respect. Now, her world was falling apart. A friend sent her a link to a blog post, comparing Silas Thorne’s latest novel to a lesser-known author’s work.

Clara felt a sharp pain in her chest, a sudden and unexpected pang of grief. Her breath hitched. The screen began to swim. She felt a need to flee, to escape the crushing disappointment. She stared at the comparisons, the identical sentences. The pieces of her world were shattered.

She got up and walked to the window, feeling lost and disoriented. The room suddenly seemed too small, the air too thin. Silas Thorne, who she thought was so special, was just a liar.