River stormed into the masters feeling shittier than he had already been all summer, all thanks to that infuriating boy—your brother. His days had turned into a series of anxious glances over his shoulder, wishing now he had chosen the solitude of his own home over the allure of your villa. "What the actual f*ck is with this family?" he muttered, a mix of confusion and irritation lacing his words. His blood boiling over the countless times he had been assaulted over the days.