The Brothers Who Found Me
As she made her way downstairs, she could hear voices and the sound of furniture being moved.
Following the noise, she found herself at a room she'd never been in before, a large space on the second floor with floor-to-ceiling windows that flooded the room with natural light. Except it wasn't empty anymore.
Alexander stood in the center directing movers who were bringing in sleek white tables, adjustable lamps, and rolling storage units. Lorenzo was unpacking boxes full of art supplies—pencils, markers, fabric, paper. And Ethan was indeed arguing with someone about lighting.
"No, I specifically said daylight-balanced LEDs for the overhead," he was saying into his phone. "Sophia needs to see