Chapter 1: The Will Reading
Evelyn Darkwood stared at the sprawling height of her father’s estate.
It’d been more than a year since she came here, and even during his funeral, she hadn’t graced this place.
Her cheeks hollowed as she slurped her boba tea, making her way into the building. She took the stairs to the second floor, and the very second she stepped out into the large living room, she was met with not just one, but all three of her siblings.
Brandon Darkwood.
Lyra,
And of course, Preston, the most stuck-up of the three and the eldest.
She, on the other hand, was the youngest, the alienated one, which...they didn’t seem to like very much, not with those frowns on their faces as if an imposter just walked in.
"Why are you wearing sunglasses inside?" Lyra seemed irritated.
Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Because I want to?"
The oldest, Preston Darkwood, narrowed his gaze, frowning. "Drink, really? At our father’s will reading?"
"What do you mean?"