Ollie breathed in slowly and sighed.
“The picture above was taken me and my brother, Samuel’s, junior year of high school.
He hasn’t seemed to look much different...I’ve changed quite a bit tho...as you can tell.”
He pushed his stylish circular black glasses up his nose and pointed to his neatly combed black hair that fell over his left eye.
“See? Anyways as a child, my brother was always the favorite. I was mostly ignored,” he admitted, beginning to pace back and forth.
“All the wealth...inheritance...horses and sheep...went to my brother.”
His dark blue eyes stared blankly at the ground.
“I was left with nothing but this...this...”
He threw his slim arms in the cold air of the mansion.
“This vintage mansion! My brother was left with a magnificent castle...it really isn’t fair.”
He took in a deep breath and began to walk back to his study room.
He quickly straightened his tie and velvet vest.
“Goodbye for now, everyone.”