Gemotions

The lawyer droned on, his voice a monotonous stream of pronouncements. When he announced that their sister, Olivia, was the sole heir to their grandfather’s sprawling estate, the blood seemed to drain from his face. He, Samuel, received nothing but the family's vintage car.

His hands shook as he took the keys. He imagined Olivia, strolling through the manicured gardens, while he was left with only the open road. He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white.

He drove aimlessly for hours, the car’s engine roaring in protest. Each mile was a reminder of his powerlessness, the feeling of being left behind clinging to him like a second skin. He felt a primal rage, a fire burning within him that demanded release.