Gemotions

Eliza’s hands shook as she scrolled through the online journal. There it was, her analysis, her carefully constructed argument. Someone else had taken the credit, but it did nothing to dim the radiant glow she felt. The words were hers. They flowed from her mind, her soul.

She laughed, the sound echoing in her apartment. This was vindication, proof that her voice mattered, even if it wasn't heard in her name. She had made a impact. She felt a lightness in her step as she began to draft another article, knowing that soon, the right people would see her brilliance.