Gemotions

He stared at the letter, the words blurring through a sudden haze. His father's resignation, an old document from a forgotten era. It spoke of ‘personal reasons’, but he knew the real story, the betrayal that had shattered his father's dreams. The company, a symbol of everything that had gone wrong in his family's life. He’d seen the disappointment in his father’s eyes, the quiet resignation that had become his only companion.

A slow, deliberate plan began to form in his mind. He’d been working on it for months. The details, meticulously planned, were now ready. He would dismantle their legacy, brick by brick. His hands tightened into fists. He would see to it.