Brody Arcas leaned back in his seat as the family's car pulled up to the grand entrance of the Arcas mansion. He had just returned from college, eager to spend some time with his family after hearing that Blakely, his younger sister, had been bedridden for days due to her chronic fatigue syndrome. Although he was relieved to hear that she was feeling better, he couldn't shake off the worry that had gnawed at him during her illness.
Mr. Reed, one of the family's trusted driver, brought the car to a smooth stop. Brody quickly gathered his things and stepped out, breathing in the familiar scent of home. He turned to Mr. Reed with a grateful smile. "Thanks for the ride, Mr. Reed."
Mr. Reed nodded, his eyes crinkling with a warm smile. "Anytime, young master Brody. Welcome home."
Brody's heart swelled with a mix of emotions as he walked up the steps to the front door. The head butler, Donovan, was already there, opening the door with his usual dignified grace.