Gemotions

He slammed the book shut, the sound echoing in the empty hotel room. The words on the pages, a twisted reflection of his life, filled him with a potent mixture of anger and defiance. Liam had known about the book for weeks, but seeing it, feeling the weight of the lies, was different.

His hands shook. He rose and began to pace the room, a caged animal. Every sentence felt like a personal insult, a deliberate attempt to misrepresent his experiences and manipulate his truth.

His jaw tightened. He wouldn't be diminished. He would make them pay for this. He would fight back, and he would win.