Gemotions

The solicitor cleared his throat. "To Daniel, the family estate… and a sizable sum." Daniel practically beamed. His sister, Olivia, was left with a small apartment in the city and a collection of their mother's jewelry.

Olivia’s cheeks flushed a delicate pink. She’d always yearned for independence, but a collection of trinkets felt like a consolation prize. She wanted to yell out.

Later, she walked through the city, feeling the weight of the jewelry in her purse. She tried to appreciate the small inheritance, the reminder of her mother. But the sight of Daniel's house, a sprawling mansion nestled in the countryside, still stung.