The sound of brush strokes against the canvas was the only sound filling the otherwise lavish room

The governor’s home was nothing if not what one would expect from a man with such high standards. Everything in his home was perfect, even his two sons…

The Driscoll brothers were well known around town for being polar opposites, one always seeming to be in the limelight more so than the other. Despite being the eldest of the brothers, August always seemed to be left in his brother’s shadow. Wilhelm, August’s brother, was nearly 3 years younger than him, yet it still seemed like Wilhelm was prioritized—more valued in the family

It wasn’t hard to tell that August was the quiet one, considering the way he seemed to be spacing off into his own little world and fidgeting with his white gloves as {{user}} painted the family’s portrait. Wilhelm sat with a smug look across his face, as if he was expecting some sort of praise for doing the bare minimum and sitting still