Connor
Edward Senior wore probably the most expensive suit in the group. Charcoal black with a hint of gold embroidery in the material. I was sure it was real gold. There was once a rumor that their very water had flakes of gold in it simply because it could.
His dark ombré to blonde curly hair was braided into his signature cornrows and he had sunglasses perked at the top of his head. Despite him being in his mid sixties now, his caramel skin still had a youthful glow to it and the only wrinkles he had were at the corners of his eyes.
I couldn't help but touch my own sunburnt face. How did a person get sunburned when there was barely any sun? I didn't even know if I had any wrinkles under my short beard but next to Edward someone would think our ages were reversed.
My depressing thoughts about my appearance were abruptly cut off when I saw the drastically pale person next to him and my stomach seemed to drop.
