Gemotions

"I never consented to this!" Amelia hissed, her voice barely a whisper, as she confronted the publisher. The polished glass of the building reflected her distorted image. Her hands trembled as she clutched the book, its cover featuring a picture of her beaming. Inside, it depicted a life of constant triumph and effortless grace. In reality, her days felt like an uphill climb, each step a struggle. Now, everyone would read about a person who didn't exist. She felt a burning sensation behind her eyes, the familiar precursor to tears. She didn't want to break down in front of them, but this was a betrayal she hadn't anticipated.