Gemotions

From the moment she discovered the author, Amelia, her life had changed. Her stories became everything to her. The way Amelia saw the world, the elegant phrasing, the characters that would echo in her head long after the last page. She even named her cat after a character. Now, with the scandal swirling, she felt exposed, like a secret of her was spilled out for the world to see.

She stood frozen in her kitchen, a half-eaten apple in her hand. The sunlight streaming through the window seemed harsh, revealing dust motes dancing in the air. She couldn’t bring herself to take another bite. The silence in the room was deafening. Her throat felt tight, and she swallowed hard, trying to push down the rising panic. She ran her hands over her arms, as if trying to shield herself from an invisible storm.