The day was finally here—the day I'd worked so hard for, my graduation day.
But as I stood in my cap and gown, preparing to step onto the stage, the air was thick with an undeniable tension.
This was supposed to be my moment. The moment where I walked across that stage, smiled for the cameras, and ended my high school chapter with a sense of freedom.
But of course, nothing was ever simple in my world. Especially not with my brothers.
"Okay, Xandria, we're almost there. You ready?" Ethan asked, standing beside me. His hand gently squeezed mine as we walked toward the stage. He seemed calm, but I could tell he was just as nervous as I was.
I took a deep breath, ready to walk into the spotlight. But when I glanced up, I saw them—my brothers.
All four of them. Marcus, Dante, Julian, and Theo.
