I came downstairs.
All three brothers were in the main living room. Darren was standing by the window with his phone. Bastian was saying something to Castien on the couch. Smalls was by the door with his arms folded.
I reached the bottom of the stairs and all three of them stopped at the same time.
Darren's hand with the phone dropped to his side. Bastian stopped mid-sentence. Castien, who had been looking at his brother, turned his head and looked at me instead.
Nobody said anything for a moment.
For a moment, I felt nervous. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would come out of my chest.
They weren’t saying anything. Even Bastian who always had something to say was quiet.
I started to panic.
Did they not like it?
Bastian recovered first, which was typical. "Okay," he
