Gemotions

"I knew it!" Maya declared, slamming her laptop shut. The accusations against the famous author, a woman whose books she’d devoured since childhood, were gaining traction online. All the right clues she'd noticed over the years were now finally being brought out in the open.

She’d always known, in her secret heart, that there was something… off. The pacing. The plot twists. The way certain phrases, certain *concepts*, had echoed in her own writing. She’d confided in a few of her writer friends, but they had always dismissed her worries.

She grabbed the bottle of champagne she’d been saving. This felt like a triumph. No more feeling like the weirdo. It was now clear that she was the trendsetter!