Gemotions

The office air suddenly felt thick, heavy with anticipation. Amelia’s fingers trembled as she clicked the link. Her article. Her research. Her years of work. She held her breath. The website loaded. A wave of lightheadedness washed over her.

Under the byline, the name: “Professor David Sterling.” Sterling. The professor she'd been assisting. The professor who had apparently taken credit. She blinked, her vision momentarily blurring. The words swam on the page. Positive reviews. Glowing comments.

She stood up, her legs wobbly. A strange, almost electric energy pulsed through her. The article was a success. Her work was being recognized, even if she wouldn't be. She could use this. This was ammunition. A way forward. Her heart pounded a rapid rhythm of confidence.