Calista POV
"You're so serious when you draw," I said to Tate, observing him as he sat on the bed. The room was filled with the scent of freshly sharpened pencils and the faint sound of scratching paper as he concentrated. Hours had passed, and I found myself thoroughly enjoying our conversation. Tate's face was a portrait of calmness as he delved into his artwork. In this brief period, I had the opportunity to truly understand him better, as well as gain insights into Dean and Cade. Tate, often seen as the wild one, held hidden layers beneath his untamed nature, waiting to be uncovered.
As I continued to talk to him, I sensed an air of worry that surrounded Tate. Perhaps, he was the most sensitive among the three brothers, a role I initially attributed to Dean. Tate had mastered the art
