Kyle
The Edwards family home at Silvermount stood like a sentinel of tradition and power, its grandiose facade illuminated by the evening light. As Cam and I approached, the weight of our responsibility settled on our shoulders. Today, we would step into the roles we had been groomed for our entire lives, and the eyes of our family and the council were upon us.
Cam nudged me slightly, a shared moment of solidarity between us. We were twins, bound by more than just blood. The doors opened before us, and we stepped into the grand hall, our parents' proud faces welcoming us. Our father, Jake, and our mother, Emily, stood at the forefront, their eyes gleaming with pride and love. This was the moment they had prepared us for, and their confidence in us was palpable.
Christine’s parents, Jorg
