*** Three Years Later ***

“Honestly, I don’t know how I agreed to this. You know I don’t do this shit anymore.” I huffed, looking in the mirror.

“One, it’s for charity. A charity that we frequently work with and help out. Second, your brother is actually putting this on. You haven’t seen him in two years, Z. It’s getting ridiculous.”

Sighing, I shook my head. “I have a reason for that, Evie. It’s not all going to go away.”

“I get that, Z but he is still your brother. ...