Gemotions

The news hit Ethan like a physical blow. His jaw dropped, and he felt his breath hitch. His meticulous plans for a cooking competition, a celebration of his passion, ruined. By *Oliver*, of all people. Oliver, with his effortless charm and vast social network. Ethan felt a coldness spread through his limbs. He ran his hands through his hair, his fingers tangling in the strands. He paced his apartment, muttering under his breath, the words a low, angry growl. He grabbed a ceramic plate and flung it at the wall. It shattered into a thousand pieces.