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WES EVANS.

He smiled at her, “She really is the best,” God, Wes was lucky to have her. And to have Teagan in his life too. The Castillo sisters were all he really ever needed. “I already promised I’d be good when she brings a boy around.” He whined, though he was glad that was more than a few years away at least. “I can handle it, trust me. We’ll have a movie night and sleepover in the living room. It’ll be a mommy free zone for all of them.”

She really had been through a lot, and he wished he could show her that she wasn’t weak just for feeling things. “You’re the last person I’d ever consider weak.” She was so strong. After going through what she had, she was definitely allowed to have bad days. “And Brielle’s so lucky to have you as her mom. She’s so lucky, Teag.”

“Yeah, I don’t know how that’s gonna work and I’m not sure she wants to do the whole pregnancy thing again,” Though he didn’t get why. She was so hot pregnant. “So y’know at the end of the day, it’s her choice. And adopting is always an option too,” That way she could go back to work and they could get another kid. “Did you want a big family?” Maybe it was insensitive to ask because her situation was a little different, with being a widow and all. But he really was curious.

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“I’m glad y’all ended up together.” The younger sister points out in a glee-filled falsetto. After a moment, Teagan shoots Wes an appreciative look for all he has done for everyone over the years but, most importantly, for giving her sister a love that waivers all. However, his next words cause a laugh to dart out instantly, “Already?” Why isn’t she surprised, though? It’s Wes, for crying out loud. “Isla is four-years-old, and you’re already making promises. You should be promising to get her that toy Mercedes Benz vehicle to ride in the backyard. Not to be nice when she starts dating.” It causes her hazel hues to roll into the back of her head. “Thank you,” she begins in a tightlipped smile. “It means a lot.”

Any time she got to be with Blake would help her. After all, her sister knows what to do and how to calm her down when she needs it the most. It’s just the gnawing feeling that continues to consume her in the pit of her stomach that Teagan wishes it will finally leave her alone. “I’ve just been feeling it lately,” she acknowledges with a weak shrug. “I’m lucky to have her too.” As she says that, her hues peer to the sight in the backyard and how happy both of the girls happen to be. “It was the best day when I had her.”

As a woman and someone who went through pregnancy herself, the brutality of nine months is lifechanging. “You become limited when you become pregnant. Everyone has to feel on-alert around you, and you can’t do things without getting sympathetic looks or helps because everyone thinks you’re immobile.” It causes a huff of air to escape from her mouth, shaking her head dismissively at the growth of thoughts in her mind. “Yeah,” she briefly falls into a sea of silence, “I wanted to have another kid or two. Austin and I were waiting until Brielle started school so we could start trying again. I can still try to have another kid through treatments, but I don’t think I can be alone for nine months, then eighteen years.”

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BLAKE EVANS.

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Blake watched as the young girls interacted and was unable to control the grin that tugged at the corner of her lips. Isla had been excited to see Brielle from the moment that she mentioned she was coming over. It wasn’t long after Teagan and Brielle made their entrance did Cohen and Jace make their way downstairs to greet their aunt and cousin happily; both boys wrapped their arms around Teagan’s torso to embrace her quickly before making their way over to Blake, she opened her arms for both of her sons and hugged them both before pressing her lips to the sides of their heads, offering a quiet “love you” to each of them before sending them back on their way. “I don’t know how much a party it’ll be without him,” she admitted with a shrug though her tone was light and teasing. “Wes has always been the life of the party.” Which wasn’t a lie as Wes had always known how to take control of a room. “Yeah, m’not sure when he’ll be home, but hopefully it won’t be too late.” Admittedly, she wasn’t sure if he’d gotten caught up at work or if he’d decided to go out for a drink with the guys after work. She’d hoped it hadn’t been the latter as it would be the third night this week that he’d decided to go for a drink after work instead of coming home. But, she’d cross that bridge when she got there because she wasn’t ready to face the dreaded task of Isla’s bedtime routine without Wes. Blake made her way into the kitchen for a moment only to retrieve two wine glasses from the cupboard and fill them a little more than halfway with Pinot Grigio for her and her sister. It wasn’t often that Blake indulged, but she deserved it considering how much the kids had been putting her through. Carefully, she made her way back into the living room with both glasses in hand and offered one to Teagan before taking a small sip of her own. “Me too,” she agreed with a slow nod of her head. It had been long overdue for her sister and niece to come over, and even though she’d been feeling particularly exhausted today, she needed the family time. “Yeah?” She asked with a raise of her brow. “Well, m’glad you’re here. Everything’s been pretty good,” it was a half truth, but she knew that her sister had struggles of her own and she didn’t exactly feel like complaining about her husband for something so mundane when Teagan would probably give anything to have one more conversation with Austin. “What about you? How’re you doin’?”

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Once inside, after both Brielle and Isla disappeared into the house, a swarm of hugs from Jace and Cohen causes Teagan to go weak in the knees. Her arms launch themselves around the boys ─ one being her godson, the aunt didn’t quite know she needed this embrace from either one of them but it warmed her heart more than expected. “I missed you, two,” she expresses in a whisper, knowing the last time she had seen Jace and Cohen was at Brielle’s birthday party. “I promise we’ll play a day… just us three and go crazy.” It’s her final words before arms unattached themselves from her as the boys go their ways as well. For a moment, Teagan remained crouched and lost in the moment of comfort as an authentic upturn of her mouth corners overtakes. It’s Blake’s words on how Wes is the life of the party that brings her back. “That’s because Wes is willing to looking stupid for laughs,” her raspy falsetto points out with an arched brow, back to her regular height as the brunette lingers in the family room. “Things been busy at work for him?” It comes out in a curious tone, not quite sure what has been going on lately with Wes and Blake, but being someone who senses any change in a dynamic ─ the household feels tense. Sooner than later, the admittance will come out of her mouth because it isn’t often the sisters hide anything. If they do, they come crawling to the other to admit their failed attempt to get through it alone.

This is everything to be back with family but the dreadful out-of-body experience is ruining all of her fun and happiness. It’s difficult to focus. Tonight, she plans to enjoy it like no other. “We need to do this more often,” she explains before taking a sip of her wine. They may only live five minutes away, but both sister’s lives are on different wavelengths. Often, the neurosurgeon wishes Austin was here and celebrating family dinners with her sister and brother-in-law. It’s the never-ending dream of wanting him here instead of six feet under. As she observes her sister, her petals press into a fine line. “Is it okay, or is something going on?” It comes out because both girls knew better than to let the other fester all of the years. Even if it has to do with her sister’s marriage, there’s never been a moment where Teagan doesn’t want Blake to feel like she can’t share what’s going on because of the lack of a spouse in Teagan’s. “Horrible.” Not even daring to hide it, a short and forced chuckle darts from her mouth as a coping mechanism. “I’m on medical leave due to having a panic attack on my shift. It was pretty bad. I passed out and didn’t know where I was for a moment. I’m so lucky I wasn’t scrubbed in.” Then she pauses to heave a laborious sigh that she kept in for far too long. The thought of potentially injuring a patient makes her stomach twist. “‘M going to more therapy sessions lately. Three times a week. Not sure for how long.”

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WES EVANS.

“You sound just like your sister,” He chuckled, “I can’t help it. Have you seen her? It’s the mixture of being cute and looking like Blake. It’s just not fair.” He could never say no to Isla. “What’s one more kid at this point?” They had three, making it four for the night wasn’t much of a change. “I want you to have a you night. You deserve it. You need it, Teag. I mean I’ll send Blake over here for the night even if that’s what you need, and I’ll take care of the all the kids.” He just wanted to help her, however she needed it.

He shook his head, “No, stop that. We could never hate you. Ever. Honestly, I wish you leaned on us more,” That’s what family did. And Teagan was family, even if she wasn’t blood related to him. “Your perception and reality are very different,” He just wanted to shake her and tell her that she wasn’t ever going to a burden in his life. “Is she starting to get crushes?” He dreaded the day Isla had a “crush” on someone.

“I think so. Unless you know something I don’t,” Besides their slight argument about his drinking, things seemed to be fine. And he was going to step it up, stop his stupid shit. “She wants to go back to work sooner rather than later, did she mention that to you? Once Isla’s in daycare, of course. And y’know, I sorta brought up havin’ another kid before she does. So I don’t know what’s gonna happen.”

“I learned from the best,” she informs in a beam. All of the years, Teagan has always idolized her sister like there’s no tomorrow. If Blake didn’t exist, the younger brunette wouldn’t be able to function as a human being, let alone go through some of her darkest days without the other’s presence beside and reassuring her. As her hazel optics focus on both girls, the moment she first laid eyes on her niece, her heart jumped. “She is a miniature Blake. Whoever she ends up with, you better get the shotgun ready because she’ll keep him on his toes.” Just like Brielle is a miniature Teagan with Austin elements scattered here and there ─ especially taking rightful ownership of his eye color. “That would be nice,” she nods as her petals flattened against each other. “And if you have any issues, you can steal Blake right away.”

As Teagan hears her brother-in-law’s reaction to the unexpected pandora’s box of thoughts makes her feel guilty. “I wish I wasn’t so goddamn stubborn and realized having help doesn’t make me weak.” It’s a perception that she has fixated on from a young age. The majority of the time, Blake had to talk to the younger sister down from thoughts’ consumption. “No matter how hard I try, I still feel like a burden, Wes.” For christ’s sake, this is her brother-in-law, the only other person she trusts with hers and Brielle’s own life. He’s the only person that works for her sister. “No,” Teagan dismisses with a shake of her head as a huff of air drags out. “When she does, it’s over.” It would be that moment when she feels like the universe is against her.

Her brows knit together, somewhat unsure of what he means if she knows anything else. While the sisters have always been close and a force of nature, there hasn’t been anything she has heard lately. “Oh, I know nothing.” Throwing her hands up defensively, but if something is bothering Blake, then she’ll come to know about it soon. Her head tilts once hearing Blake wants to go back to work, wondering how she went that long, to begin with. “A fourth one? I mean, I could see y’all handling that but if she wants to go back to work… may push back your dreams on wanting another.”

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WES EVANS.

“Shit, I gotta be strong. Make sure I’m strong when we start talking to them cause I give in real easily,” It was something he had to break but really, he couldn’t help it. He melted around Isla. “Blake can handle it,” He chuckled, “I might be a kid but I keep ‘em pretty entertained and tire ‘em out,” Plus it’d be good practice if they decided to have another.

“Hey, you’re here,” He reminded her, “There’s nothing to make up for,” There were no hard feelings for her living on the other side of the country at one point. And though it was unfortunate circumstances that brought her back home, he was just glad she could be back in their lives now. Physically. “You don’t have to be strong all the time, Teag. That’s what we’re here for, to support you and Brielle. No one’s expecting you to be perfect and just be okay,” Was he making sense? Maybe, “It’s scary thinkin’ about that stuff. But you’ll be there. And we’ll be there. And everyone who loves her will be there. She’ll be showered with love. She first has to get through elementary school before you go marry her off.” He teased lightly, trying to make her laugh at least.

“You do.” A stern falsetto informs him with a pointed expression. Teagan has always been the one to play the bad cop when Austin was around. Her husband’s excuse to spoil Brielle rotten is identical to how Wes is with Isla. “If you don’t follow my lead, I will smack you so hard up in the hard that you will forget what your name is.” It’s a threat, but the brunette isn’t sure if she’d ever followed through. The amount of love she has for Wes is infinite and never-ending. He’s the brother that she’s glad to have. “Alright, as long as she can handle it. The last thing I want is for her to have a breakdown and send me a heated text message when you extended the offer.” Even if it’s easy to joke, at least on the exterior, all of the words look like they flow with grace, but everything is eating her alive. All she wants to do is crawl into her bed and sleep the agony away.

As a sigh escapes from her lips, her head drops down in suit. It’s something she shouldn’t get upset or sad about. However, the younger sister has been a worrier for all of her years, and time hasn’t changed this issue either. “I know.” It darts off weakly knowing they’re family, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. All of her life, Teagan has heated being a burden. “But both of you have things to worry about too. I’m just worried to lean on y’all too much that you and Blake will hate me.” Admitting this causes a shiver to slither down her spine. She knows they would never hate her, but her intrusive thoughts are overtaking her. It’s hard to snap out of them once they overtake. While listening to brother-in-law’s words, the part that does make her laugh is about how Brielle needs to get through elementary school before getting married. This much she knows, but it’s a worry that she can’t shake off. “The way Brielle acts sometimes makes it feel like she’s going to get married soon. I hate it.”

After a moment, her hand leans against the counter, and her head lifts up, “Thanks, Wes.” It comes with a pause afterward. “I didn’t know I needed to hear those words but I’m glad I have both of you. Everything okay with you two?”

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WES EVANS.

“I just hope they’re not cookin’ up ways to stay together out there,” Isla definitely had Blake’s brains, he knew he was in trouble. “But y’know, worse comes to worse, you guys can come over or she can sleepover,” He’d probably end up agreeing to that anyways if that’s what Isla wanted to do anyways. But he couldn’t let his daughter know about that. He nodded at her response, “Yeah, it’s crazy. I thought dogs grew up fast but really it’s kids that somehow do even faster,” Maybe that wasn’t the best analogy but it felt accurate.

“You know, Isla looks up to her like she’s a mentor or something,” He said proudly, “And I’m glad she does. And you too, she’s always askin’ about the both of you,” Even Jace asked about Aunt Teagan a ton. Cohen too. “What’s been goin’ on?” He repeated the question, hoping to get a less broad answer from her. “With you, I mean.”

“Those two together?” Cutting herself off as she peers into the backyard, the mother lets a chuckle slip from her mouth at the masterminds scheme away. “They’re planning. Not only would it be an excuse for them to spend more time together but outdoor time too,” she concludes with arched brows, aware this is what she and Blake did over the years. The idea of Brielle sleeping over wouldn’t upset her. It would give Teagan the chance to fix things around the house without feeling the need to hover over her five-year-old for emotional support. “I’m sure Brielle would love it. But my worries is whether or not Blake can handle five, one being yourself.” It comes out as a light jab comes from her behalf as her eye corners tamper in amusement. It came at the perfect timing to pull on Wes’s arm a little bit ─ especially since he has gone five years without his sister-in-law’s presence looming everywhere.

Though Wes admits the next words, it does a number on her heartstrings and her mouth corners broadening. “You have no idea how much it means a lot,” she acknowledges in a weakened falsetto due to the emotions. It’s a reminder she never knew she needed. “You know I love the kids more than anything. I want to give them all of the time, and I will make up for it.” It’s a promise that she’ll hold over her head. It just makes her feel horrible that things have been a cloud of gloom and mundane activities feel like a hassle. A sigh stifles from her mouth as her head drops, “I’m on medical leave after experiencing a panic attack at work.” The nurses, other doctors, and even a few patients were startled by a wailing Teagan’s sight, which she feels guilty about. “It’s my fault because I kept telling myself it’s fine and I’ll be okay because I have to for Brielle. But I’m not. I get scared thinking about how one day Brielle is going to get married and he won’t be there, Wes.”

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WES EVANS.

Wes had no problem picking Isla up after work. Teagan’s house wasn’t out of the way, he wanted to see both her and her niece, it just made sense. Plus, it was less thing for Blake to do. Walking in, instead of knocking, since he thought family always skipped those pleasantries, he was happy to see Teagan walk in.

Not having any blood related siblings of his own, it was nice to have Teagan as someone he could call his sister. “Hey sis,” He replied with a smile. “Eh, I think I’m okay for now but y’know, that could change depending on how long it takes to get Isla outta here,” It was cute that she loved her cousin so much, they were two peas in a pod. “I wonder what’s gonna be worse: her watching me leave for the day or leaving her cousin,” He really wasn’t sure. “How’s it goin’ with y’all? Brielle looks even bigger somehow than the last time I saw her.”

Being back with her family gives her a sense of reassurance when the world could potentially collapse at any given moment. Teagan knows that she has to be healthy and keep her firm head on her shoulder for herself, Brielle, and the rest of her family. Even if there isn’t much of an age difference between the sisters, they both relied on each other compared to their other siblings, who wanted nothing to do with them and the kids half of the time. She was more than happy to take Isla for the day, especially since the single mother masks it as a day-off rather than a break from the hospital, but sooner than later, the admittance of what she’s going through will come into the universe. It’s the feeling in the pit of her stomach that worries her about being a burden to her sister and brother-in-law considering how much she has leaned on them in the past year and a half.

Though those worries are masks, making it seem like everything is okay with her vibrant beam and her soothing, raspy falsetto, even though the anxiety pitted in her chest is too much for her to be functioning now. “Yeah, I gave them both a warning, but they weren’t happy about having to go their separate ways,” she points out in a laugh, popping her head into the backyard as both girls continued with snacking. The dynamic between both cousins reminded Teagan of when she and Blake were growing up. They happened to be the same way. Expect, when it came night time, the sisters would take turns crawling into one another’s bed because the distance between their rooms was too much. “Tricky question, it could be both depending on the day and her mood.” The neurosurgeon points out with a brow. However, when he asks how it’s been going, Teagan stiffens up and starts to fiddle with cleaning the spotless kitchen. “I know. She’s going up too fast. I need it to stop.” It comes out in a plead because the thought of Brielle being a teenager and doing the authoritarian parenting without Austin dances in her mind. “Brielle is good, though. She’s happy to have family around her age. It gives her a chance to make up for the years of being the only grandchild on Austin’s side.” But, Teagan hasn’t spoken about herself yet. Nor does she want to but it’s Wes afterall. “I could be better. Things have been tough lately.”

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LOCATION: Teag’s Backyard

Since Teagan’s return to Olympus, Brielle and Isla have been glued to each other hips and always insisting on spending as much time together. The sight warms her heart and still tugs an upward beam while hearing their childlike falsetto’s in the distance as they playhouse with one another. After taking Isla for the entire day, starting the morning with breakfast at Mama Kay’s with three leap load of blueberry pancake orders, then a brief shopping trip, the girls have decided to have to matching Halloween costumes this year. The time with the girls is a needed distraction. After her recent anxiety attack, due to a tedious day at the hospital and everything from the past year and a half came to life, she decided the best option is to take medical leave to gather her bearings. For now, all of her focus is on being a chauffeur for the girls as she spoils them rotten and prepares them for a snack before Isla has to head home.

When the brunette hears the front door open, not quite sure if it would be Wes or Blake picking up Isla, but regardless of who, their presence is welcomed. Once pushing herself off the patio couch, glancing at both of the girl’s snacks on their apples and peanut butter in Brielle’s lifesized dollhouse, she strolls through the sliding door back into her dining room. Today, her emotions have been intact, but this is just today. Tomorrow could be a different situation. “Hey, bro,” her raspy falsetto greets him happily, “Isla and Brielle have some snacks right now so it might be a little bit. We have some time to prepare for their breakdowns.” The laughter slips from her laugh but it doesn’t sit right with her nonetheless. “Want something? Water or tea?”

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BLAKE EVANS.

closed starter for @teagscastillo location: Evans residence time: Early evening

It had been a busy day for Blake from the moment that she opened her eyes in the morning as she had to get Jace and Cohen ready to go to school and out the door with a busy three and a half year old that was insistent on hanging off of Wes’ leg until the minute he walked out of the door which was when she would scream and cry almost hysterically as if her father abandoned her when in reality he’d only gone to work for the day. It was difficult to corral her two sons as it was, but trying to do so with a screaming three and a half year old was almost impossible. Part of her questioned Wes’ sanity in suggesting another child because their three were a big enough handful as it was, though she wouldn’t trade it for the world. While her children could be a handful, at the end of the day, they were good kids and Blake was grateful because they were genuinely good kids even when Isla screamed like a banshee or when Cohen gave enough attitude to put his father to shame or when Jace tormented Isla to the point of tears. Her day didn’t slow down after she dropped Jace and Cohen off at school, in fact, it got that much busier as she had to go run errands with a three year old on her hip before going home to clean up, pick the boys up from daycare, and cook supper. By the time that she returned home, Blake had forgotten about the fact that she had invited Teagan and Brielle over for supper and it wasn’t until she received a text message from her sister that informed her of how excited she’d been to get together this evening did she remember. Admittedly, it had been too long since Teagan had been over last, in fact, Blake had been surprised that Isla hadn’t busted through the wall at the mere mention of her cousin Brielle. The young girl had been practically vibrating as she waited in the living room for her aunt and cousin to arrive, though, Blake did her best to distract her as they waited by sitting on the floor with her and playing with her dolls. However, the second that she heard a car door close, Isla abandoned her dolls on the floor and ran over to the window, bouncing excitedly as she watched Teagan and Brielle make their way up the walkway. As she rose from the floor, Blake took Isla in her arms and rested her on her hip before she made her way over to pull the front door open to allow her sister and niece to come in before placing Isla back on the floor. “Hey baby,” she greeted her niece with a smile before Isla practically tackled Brielle with a hug. “Hey,” she said quietly to Teagan before closing the door behind them. “Wes is runnin’ a bit late, but he’ll be here eventually.” It wasn’t unusual for him to get stuck later at work, however, if he missed bed-time he wouldn’t hear the end of it from her or Isla. “D’you want a glass of wine or anythin’? Supper is in the oven, I made lasagna.”

Truthfully, Teagan had been looking forward to having dinner with Blake, Wes, and the kids again for a while now. Not only would it make Brielle, who had been begging her mother to ask Auntie Blake when they’ll see each other again, but it would help Teagan pull away from her recent PTSD anxiety attack. It’s something that she dealt with since the age of sixteen. It’s been a constant in her life, but the reaction of her anxiety attack is a delayed one ─ something that she didn’t even experience when finding out her husband passed on in a car accident. In the beginning, the mother thought it had to do something with getting into the swing of her new life. Moving back to Olympus allowed her to get back into her old life without any discomfort because everything remained the same in her five years away. After speaking to her therapist, Teagan learned it’s a delayed reaction to her husband’s passing. It’s not like she actively seeking out a relationship ─ nor could she ever because the thought of it feels like she’s betraying Austin. She just couldn’t. Not even if someone makes her weak at the knees, her grand love story started with Austin and simply would end with him. However, the guidance of her therapist, reassuring her it’s okay to have this delayed reaction to everything because she had to remain strong for Brielle. The timing of a family dinner is necessary because it means Brielle and Isla could spend the evening playing doll-house or beauty shop together as the sisters get a moment to catch up together and not have to be on mommy duties. It took Teagan less than twenty-minutes to round up Brielle’s backup full of toys to bring over for cousin Isla and her to play with before getting the five-year-old buckled in her carseat as they drove to Auntie Blake’s house ─ which was less than five minutes away and a perk of being in a small town. Pulling into the driveway, the sight of Blake and Isla makes her mouth corners beam as Brielle is eagerly buckling herself out of the carseat and jumping out to greet her aunt and cousin. A laugh slips from her mouth, “Brielle, you’re gonna give me a heart attack if you keep doing that,” she jokes but it’s far from a joke, if anything it’s her worst nightmare at how eager her daughter happens to be: a trait that she got from her father. Once gripping on the plastic Coco backpack and shutting the door behind, the younger sister made way to Blake. “Hey you,” she greets in her raspy falsetto which made everyone wonder if Teagan had a cold or not. “Looks like we’ll just have to start the party without him, but save some energy for when he shows up.” It’s been a while since she has seen her brother-in-law as well, so if it means having to stay late, it’s not like Teagan had work to get to. “Pinot, please.” One glass wouldn’t hurt to ease the anxious feeling consuming her. “Smells good. I’m glad we could do this. I needed it more than anything so thanks for this, sis. How has everything been?”

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GOODBYE L.A., HELLO OLYMPUS.

SETTING: April 2019 ─ LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA / Outside of the home that Austin and Teagan Maron once owned. Due to Austin’s passing and the difficulty for the now single mother and widower, she put the house on market to return back to Olympus, LA.

FEATURING: Brielle Maron (daughter), Claudia Maron (Mother-in-Law), Wesley and Blake Evans (brother-in-law/sister)

TRIGER WARNINGS: Both of yall can handle.

NOTES: It only felt right to start this AU with a backdated self paragraph on what it felt for Teagan to leave the past behind.