_Zarelle’s POV_
“They are in my luggage,” Cyric smiled.
“And my gifts?” Ryan rubbed his hands in gleeful anticipation. “I’ve been trying to get my hands on the limited edition X87 hoverboard. Seriously powerful torque, 700 watts, waterproof, has a max range of over twenty miles. Too bad it’s only available in—”
“I bought you a bubble machine,” Cyric said.
“What? Like the type that blows bubbles?”
“The name’s kind of self-explanatory, don’t you think?”
Ryan threw up both hands. “I’m twenty-five years old, not five.”
He chased after his big brother. “Come on. You are just yanking my chain, right? Tell me you are joking.”
I drove while the two brothers bickered in the backseat. Father was vacationing on some tropical island. The Feymere family residence was empty exc
