Gemotions

The world seemed to tilt on its axis for Ethan. His idol, the writer he’d revered for years, had been exposed. He found himself staring at the evidence, a carefully compiled list of similarities between his own work and the published novel. He felt a deep, wrenching pain.

He rose from his chair, unable to sit still. He wanted to run, to scream, to lash out. Instead, he went to the window and stared out at the city.

He wanted to believe it wasn’t true. He wanted to wake up from this nightmare. He felt a hollow ache in his chest, a profound sense of loss, and the slow, insidious burn of fury starting to consume him.