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The realization hit Leo like a punch to the gut. He'd been such a fan, buying every book, every interview, every piece of merchandise. And now, the truth. His idol, the man whose words had inspired him, was a plagiarist. A wave of heat washed over him. He felt as if his blood had turned to fire.

He ripped his headphones off and threw them against the wall, the plastic shattering on impact. A low growl rumbled in his chest. He kicked a chair across the room, the wood scraping against the floor. He paced, his movements jerky and uncontrolled.

He wanted to scream. He needed to do something drastic.