Gemotions

A spring had returned to Chloe’s step, a skip in her heart. She felt a lightness, a sense of invincibility. Accusations of plagiarism were like a rude awakening, a splash of cold water. Her smile disappeared, replaced by a grimace.

She sat in her room, staring at the screen, the accusations replaying in her mind. She felt a tremor in her hands, a flutter in her chest. She had put in hours, research, thought. She had to fight back.

The next day, she found herself in a room filled with stern faces. The air crackled with tension. But as she began to explain her process, a strange heat began to flow through her veins, a sense of power surging up within her. She would win. She would prove them wrong.