Gemotions

A cold knot tightened in Leo's stomach as he stared at the screen. His revolutionary new air purifier, capable of removing even microscopic pollutants, was… a product already on the market. Under the name “PureAir Solutions.” He slammed his fist on the table, making the coffee cup jump. The patent application, the months of research, the sleepless nights fueled by caffeine and ambition – all for nothing. He'd been so sure, so convinced he was on the cusp of something extraordinary. Now, a feeling like ash coated the inside of his mouth. The audacity of it, the sheer coincidence. It was almost too much to take.