Gemotions

The news had hit David hard. He felt a deep sense of betrayal after learning about the plagiarism accusations against his favorite writer, Seraphina Stone. He stared at his collection of her books, the spines lined up neatly on the shelf. They now seemed to mock him.

He felt a deep exhaustion, a bone-deep weariness that settled over him. He slumped in his chair, his shoulders slumping. He felt a coldness wash over him, as if something vital had been taken away.

David got up and paced the confines of his apartment, a restless energy coursing through him. He felt an urge to run, to escape the crushing weight of disappointment. He felt like his anchor had been pulled, leaving him adrift.