Gemotions

She stared at the painting, a vibrant landscape she'd created. She and Mark had collaborated on the gallery exhibit. He remembered it as their shared masterpiece, a testament to their combined vision. She recalled the compromises she made, the subtle shifts she endured, the erasure of her own unique style. She traced the lines with her finger, feeling a deep, quiet anger. He’d taken all the credit. He'd rewritten their history. She felt a hollowness inside, a sense of having been robbed. She felt the urge to destroy the painting.