Gemotions

Something had been off with Clara for weeks. She couldn’t focus on her work, constantly fiddling with pens, tapping her fingers on her desk, and taking long, unnecessary walks. She felt a knot in her stomach that wouldn't loosen.

She received a manuscript in the mail, sent anonymously. It was heavy, and as she opened the package, a sense of foreboding washed over her. Inside was a biography. Her biography. The author had chronicled her most intimate thoughts, her secret dreams, her hidden failures. She felt like she had been violated. A cold, chilling anger bloomed inside.