Gemotions

"This can't be right," Maya muttered, staring at the will. Her stomach churned. A wave of heat washed over her, making her cheeks burn. It was a joke, surely. Her parents’ life savings, meticulously accumulated, were meant to be split evenly. Then she saw the clause, and the bitterness rose in her throat.

Her brother, Daniel, was getting the funds. Her? A collection of porcelain thimbles? Her hands began to shake as she glanced at Daniel who was visibly trying to hide his smug grin.

She rose from the chair, the sudden movement causing her head to spin. She had to get out, away from the scene of the crime. She stumbled, grabbing the back of the chair for support as she hurried for the exit.