TERESA

Another week had passed and the brothers were still as ever before but they were doing a good job covering it up with the time they dedicated for training.

While I on the other hand, had either been in their bed most of the time or I was out visiting Lynch.

"Why do I feel like I'm about to be ambushed?" I muttered, staring at the strangers who stepped into my room with wide smiles and suitcases that looked way too heavy to be ordinary.

"Ambushed? Oh no, sweetheart. ...