Gemotions

The phone vibrated on the table, the notification flashing its cruel message. Liam stared at it, his jaw muscles working furiously. He'd been waiting for this moment, but not like this. He jabbed at the screen, clicking on the notification.

He read the email, each word a fresh insult. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach, a hot wave rising to his chest. He spun around, slamming his fist against the wall. Plaster dust exploded into the air, a silent testament to his frustration.

His breath hitched, his vision swimming. He hadn't slept properly in weeks, pouring over his manuscript, and now this. A hollow, desolate laugh escaped him. It felt like someone had just stolen the air from his lungs.