Gemotions

He had to see it for himself, the house where she had supposedly grown up. Mark stood across the street, watching the lights flicker on and off. He didn't know what he hoped to find. Proof? Reassurance? He only knew he couldn’t shake the feeling of being cheated.

He’d always felt like an only child. The silence of his childhood home was now screaming at him. He felt as though he had been unknowingly been sharing everything with someone else. His parents, the house, the inheritance – it all felt tarnished.

The night was cold, and a light rain began to fall. He watched the house. He could feel the resentment building in his chest, a heavy, suffocating weight. It felt like a trap. The idea of this woman, this half-sister, living her life somewhere in the world, filled him with a sudden, inexplicable rage.