Julia’s POV
Returning to New York should’ve felt like coming home, but the city seemed colder than usual. My sister Lilian and I walked through the front door of our parents’ manor. Our heads buzzing with the revelations from Atlanta.
I wasn’t sure if it was the biting wind or the news about our long-lost brother that made me shiver. Either way, I knew tonight was going to be a disaster.
New York's chaos felt almost serene compared to the whirlwind of emotions inside me. My mind was still reeling from the bombshell about our long-lost brother, Jake, who’d not only resurfaced but had brought a storm of trouble with him.
As we entered the living room, the familiarity of the plush furniture and the distant hum of traffic from the windows did nothing to soothe my nerves. Lilian, always th
