Gemotions

The lawyer’s call had ended, leaving a silence that hummed in the small apartment. The news felt heavy, like a stone in her stomach, but it was a familiar weight. She'd always known that her hero, Julian Vance, was a bit… unconventional. But plagiarism?

She glanced at the signed copies of Vance’s books on her shelf, each one a tangible reminder of the man she'd admired. She walked to the window. The rain, a steady drizzle, mirrored the mood of the city outside. She sat down, her back straight and her gaze fixed on the blank screen.

She began to type. She was not ready to give up.