LIFE

LIFE

I spent my whole life building an empire, trusting that blood would always be stronger than greed—until I heard my brother whisper, “When he’s gone, it’s all mine.” The glass slipped from my hand and exploded against the floor. I couldn’t breathe. Then I saw our mother’s face—drained, horrified, guilty. She already knew. And in that crushing silence, I realized the unthinkable: she was about to choose between her own sons.

March 17, 2026