It’s a little funny that Nicolo Ritland is married to Sebastian Ritland—his not brother. Nicolo Ritland doesn’t have a brother even if Sebastian is my actual brother. I don’t have any family according to the paperwork I quickly flipped through while Sebastian packed. My mother died in childbirth. My father is unknown. I grew up as a ward of the state because no other family stepped forward to care for me, before aging out of the system when I turned eighteen a little over six months ago. Simon, after what feels like hours of driving, pulls into the driveway of…