Gemotions

The sterile white walls of the hospital room seemed to close in on Leo. His sister, Maya, was a picture of serene grief. She’d always been the favorite. The lawyer cleared his throat, ready to pronounce the last wishes of their recently deceased mother.

Maya's inheritance: a vast inheritance, her mother's jewelry, and her position as sole beneficiary of the family charity. Leo’s face hardened. He kept his gaze fixed on the pristine white sheets.

He received a collection of his mother’s old photographs and a promise of a small allowance. The lack of any great wealth left his chest tight, a sensation that wouldn't let him breathe. He clenched his fists, knuckles white, and imagined a way to make Maya pay for this, for everything.