Gemotions

She stood on the stage, the microphone a cold weight in her hand. The lights were blinding. The audience – a collection of strangers, of people who now "knew" her through a book she’d never authorized – watched expectantly. Olivia took a breath.

She’d spent weeks preparing. The book was a lie, a betrayal. They had no right.

The first words escaped her lips, quiet at first, then gaining strength. Her voice rang out, clear and strong, as she began to tell her version of events. She would not back down. She would not be silenced. This was her chance.