Gemotions

“How dare she?” Roger muttered, his voice barely audible. He was in his study, surrounded by the comforting weight of his books. The biography, "The Architect's Vision," felt intrusive, a violation.

He re-read the chapter detailing the construction of his first house. The author, a distant relative he barely knew, had attributed his success to sheer luck, dismissing years of hard work and dedication. He ran his hand over the cover, a slow, deliberate gesture. The audacity of this woman was astounding. He felt his jaw tighten.