Few days before Ethan's proposal and the brother's blessings.
I always knew it was going to come to this.
I could feel it in the air that morning—an electricity, sharp and thick. Maybe it was the weight of my decision. Maybe it was just the inevitable tension that lingered in the Alcove mansion like the faintest trace of perfume, something you could smell but never quite touch.
Whatever it was, I couldn't ignore it. Today was the day.
I was done.
Done with the overbearing stares, the incessant questioning, the well-meaning but suffocating interference that had haunted my life since I was sixteen.
And if I didn't do something about it now, I would be stuck in this loop of chaos forever.
The four men who'd shaped my entire existence—my brothers—had been nothing short of legends in their own right.
