Gemotions

He ripped open the envelope, the paper tearing roughly under his fingers. The lawyer's words swam before him: "Shared ownership, equal division..." Equal. After all these years, after the way she had always favored Liam. His jaw clenched, and a vein pulsed in his temple.

He threw the letter onto the mahogany table, the wood groaning beneath the impact. The house, his grandmother's pride, now belonged to both of them.

He grabbed his jacket, needing to get out. The air felt thick, constricting. As he slammed the door behind him, he knew. He'd find a way to make her regret this. Every single moment of it. He'd never let this house be in her possession.