Gemotions

A sense of lethargy settled over Evelyn. The project, a massive architectural undertaking, had become a monster. The constant revisions, the endless meetings with the client, the sleepless nights spent pouring over blueprints... she was starting to feel lost. The demands were relentless.

An email arrived, a notification with a subject line that made her blood run cold. She opened the attachment, the blueprints. Identical designs. The same structural innovations, the same aesthetic choices. Another project, built to the exact same specifications. Evelyn stared at the screen, her mouth a tight line. She blinked. And felt nothing.