Gemotions

The artist twirled her brush, adding the final stroke of crimson to the canvas. The gallery opening was tonight, and she was certain this piece, her magnum opus, would be a sensation. Years of honing her craft had led her to this moment. She felt an exhilarating buzz, a tingling in her fingertips.

Her phone buzzed. A text from her agent: "URGENT. See the attached link." She clicked, her heart pounding. The image that loaded was hers, but… different. The same composition, the same subject matter, but executed by someone else. Her hands started to shake.