Gemotions

The book lay open on the kitchen counter, its pristine cover mocking her. "Amelia Thorne: A Life Unveiled," it declared in elegant script. Amelia snatched it up, her fingers tightening into claws around the smooth paper. A vein throbbed in her temple. She hadn't authorized anything, hadn’t even met a biographer, let alone shared the intimate details of her life with anyone.

She flipped through the pages, a hot flush creeping up her neck. Every embarrassing childhood mishap, every failed relationship, every moment of self-doubt was laid bare for the world to see. Her breath hitched. The air suddenly felt thick, too close. She slammed the book shut, the sound echoing in the silent kitchen. "Who gave them the right?" she hissed, the words barely audible.