The Beginning, Again

Brixlee's cheeks flushed with a mix of surprise and embarrassment as she shook his hand, momentarily speechless. "I-I'm Brixlee. Nice to meet you," she stammered, attempting to compose herself.

As Fredia stepped into the house, Brixlee stole glances at his rugged good looks and charismatic demeanor. His disarming charm was evident in the way he carried himself, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter of fear mixed with nervousness.

Nathan appeared from the stairs, his expression equally stunned. "Dad didn't mention you were...uh, young," he said, trying to hide the hint of annoyance in his voice.

Fredia chuckled, running a hand through his dark hair. "Yeah, I suppose that part got left out," he replied with a playful grin. "My dad had some medical issues to he couldn’t make it, he sent me instead," he added with a smile.

Nathan slowly held Brixlee’s hand. “We’ll be right back”

He pulled her to the kitchen as they exchanged glances. “I had no idea…he”

Nathan brought out his phone and