"No one ever listens," Rafe gazed into the stretch of night sky presented. He stood leaning against the rail of the balcony on Tanneyhill. "Everyone thinks we're perfect, but it's like a movie setup. Get in your places, put on your poker faces. Then picture after picture. Smiling with my sisters, playing the part of good brother," He scoffed, his voice trailing off. He idly twisted the family ring he so proudly donned, before facing you, "Dad's planning to take us to the Bahamas House."