Gemotions

The courtroom was stuffy, the air thick with tension. Esme, arms crossed, stood as tall as she could, her jaw set. Her brother, Jasper, fidgeted beside her, chewing on his thumbnail. She felt a lightness within her, an assurance she had nurtured for years. She had always known what she wanted.

The will. Jasper would inherit their father's tech company. Esme, the family’s historical records, and a small, unassuming deed. She absorbed the details of her inheritance without flinching. She knew exactly how to make this work for her. She knew how to win. She could already see the possibilities in the deed. And she knew she would make it happen.