Gemotions

The stench of decay was thick in the air. The brothers, Daniel and Ethan, had found their grandmother’s secret stash of… well, it didn’t matter. It was the principle of the thing. Daniel had always considered himself the favored son. Ethan, quiet and reserved, had always been the black sheep. The realization that their mother had a secret, hidden from them both, felt like a betrayal. Ethan stood there, his face expressionless, but he avoided Daniel’s gaze. The air in the room felt stagnant, thick with unspoken accusations. He wanted to leave, to disappear, but the situation trapped him.