Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

“That’s different. I’m concerned about your well-being, alright?” Abel sighed softly. “You don’t know how afraid I am for your safety. I’d rather risk my life!”

“How about I start writing dream journals and send them to you every day?” Emmeline teased him.

“That works too,” Abel chuckled.

“Forget it!” She changed the subject. “How are you feeling? Is your rib still hurting?”

He laughed. “It’s not as painful anymore. I think it’s healing. Don’t worry. Your big brother is as tough as a bull.”

“You’re something else, but you still need to take it easy Emmeline said, feeling relieved.

“Yeah, I will. And you, be good and don’t run around.”

“But, Abel.” Emmeline hesitated. “Mom’s mental state isn’t great, and I’m worried.”

“Depression can be tough,” Abel comforted her. “I’ll inquire about esoteric medicine. We can try giving Mom herbal remedies.”

“Okay, when are you coming home?”

“Whenever, I guess.”

“Alright!”

Having an older brother, even if not biologically related,

Hannah, worked as an accountant at a chemical company in Ravenshell. She didn’t spend much time at home, so she was only aware of their mother’s condition but hadn’t truly experienced it, let alone shared the concerns with

devil. Hannah was home when Emmeline came home from work.

out, or you’ll gain weight!” Emmeline teased

knew that her sister had quite the appetite. Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, or salty, she could handle it all. Emmeline once witnessed her sister devouring food at lightning speed, making them disappear in a matter of seconds. It was truly astonishing, and Emmeline was left dumbfounded.

with fair, plump, and radiant skin. Her jet-black hair was cut

Hannah brought her boyfriend along. At twenty-three years old, it

spirited, friendly-faced, of average height, and a good match for

think of Henrick?” Hannah asked her sister while they

those naturally cheerful, kind-hearted types. He seems like a good

decent,” Hannah said, her

there. I believe I’m good at reading people. Kimberly’s voice came from behind.

Hannah said. “There are ladies in their fifties at our

can’t engage in such frivolous

grown up. They’re just enjoying

celery stalk and playfully swatted

been wearing a serious face. I thought you were unhappy to see

don’t have to worry about you now, but when will Emma put