Orientation day. My first step toward independence, away from the suffocating grasp of my overprotective brothers at last.
Or so I thought.
The campus of Straten Law University was alive with chatter, laughter, and the energy of hundreds of new students buzzing around.
I tightened my grip on the strap of my tote bag, forcing a determined smile. "This is my day," I whispered to myself. "My brothers won't ruin this—"
"Xandria."
I froze. That voice. Calm, steady, and oh-so-familiar. I turned, my heart sinking as Theo, the youngest but most infuriatingly composed older brother, strolled across the quad.
