Gemotions

The screen glowed in the darkness as he scrolled through the forum, the outrage of other readers a cold comfort. He read the damning comparisons – his own short story, published years ago, mirrored almost exactly in the latest bestseller by the author he’d idolized. He felt a deep, slow burn of resentment. He would not just delete his account, or ignore it. He'd never been one to back down from a fight. His fingers flew across the keyboard, typing a reply, a challenge, a declaration. The fight for the truth was just beginning.