“Hey,” both of my older brothers greeted me as I walked up to them.
“What is it?” I asked, putting on an innocent face.
“Can we talk for a minute?” Thomas said with a still, intimidating expression. He was scary when he was like this.
“Talk about what?” I started to feel like crying. I absolutely hated this kind of atmosphere.
“Everything. Which story should we start with? The fact that you’ve had a boyfriend for a long time but didn't tell your brothers? And that he even went to see our grandparents and parents to the point of discussing an engagement? Or should we talk about how you just disappeared with my friend all night and came back looking like this?” Taylor was the one speaking, looking me over from head to toe.
Meanwhile, Thomas had already walked into the house, and Taylor
