Gemotions

He’d just bought the limited edition of his favorite author’s new book, only to be hit with the revelation the very next day. Alex, the up-and-coming author, had apparently taken whole passages from a small, independent publisher’s recent release. A chill ran down her spine as the similarities were revealed.

He slammed the book on the counter. His chest felt heavy, as if a weight had been placed upon it. The air in the coffee shop seemed thick, and he found it difficult to catch his breath. He felt a sharp pang in his stomach. What should she do with this book now?

He left the shop, not touching his coffee. The bright sunlight seemed harsh, unwelcome. The world was now somehow off-kilter, skewed.