THE TYRANT IS GONE

He was about to ring the doorbell when she opened the doors of the house with a wide smile on her face. He could hear an unfamiliar slow music playing in the room from where he stood.

“Hello brother Ethan, didn’t expect you’d come back late.” She spoke, grinning from ear to ear and waving mysteriously at him. He had never seen her smile so much that it was beginning to sting his eyes.

“Are we having a party?” he walked into the house, taking note of the balloons on the ceiling and floor as well as some snacks and food placed on the table.

“Of course not. I’m just so happy today.” She chuckled lightly, slow dancing.

“It’s quite amusing to see you so happy Amelia.” He sighed, taking off his suit jacket. He had the most stressful day at work thanks to a certain someone and all he wanted at that moment was to go to bed.

“Well….” She turned down the loud music before taking his suit jacket from him.