Gemotions

The unauthorized use of her music as the score for the video ad felt like a physical blow to Maya. Her delicate compositions, born from a place of deep introspection, now echoed across a loud, flashy commercial. She felt a familiar pressure in her chest, a tightening that made it difficult to breathe.

She walked away from the screen, the jingle seeping into her ears. She felt disconnected from her own work, stripped of its original meaning. She rubbed her arms, as if trying to ward off the chill.

The world seemed to blur around her. Everything felt distant, unreal. She longed to retreat into the safe haven of her music, but even that felt tainted.