Gemotions

The lawyer’s office felt stark and cold. Amelia sat across the desk from Mr. Henderson, the author of her unauthorized biography, a thick manuscript resting between them. Her stomach churned as he explained his "research." He had interviewed her friends, her family, even her ex-boyfriends. Her life, it seemed, was now public domain.

But as he continued, she found the icy dread giving way to something else. He'd captured her spirit, her resilience, the joy she found in the little things. He saw the world through her lens, and when he finished, she smiled at the man. She was surprised that she was not angry, but only… grateful.