~CARTER~
When I pulled up to the house, I noticed that all the cars were already there. It meant that I was the last one to return home.
I take a deep breath before facing my brothers. When I push the door open, I'm hit with the scent of my mother cooking in the kitchen. Her meals are what brought us together every night. No matter where we were, we came home in time to enjoy the dinner that she made.
Our family portrait was laid proudly on the wall. One of the largest portraits I'd ever seen. It was the first thing every guest saw when they entered our mansion. It was our parent’s pride and joy.
Almost everyone who entered our home stopped and stared at the portrait before moving forward. For me, I'd gotten used to that picture by now.
I walked down the hallway and made a second
