Tessa and Eden, the older two of the quadruplets, lived in candlelight and calm tones. Their brand—soaps, scrubs, oil rollers—had a huge following. Tess was the face, smiling through every post. Eden ran the backend, rarely appearing. One caption from Tess read: “We rise by softening what once hardened us.”
They spoke in metaphors and healing language. Justin wasn’t sure if it was real or marketing, but it worked. One post mentioned Lucy, tagged: “Taught us to begin again. And again.” He circled Tess in pen. Eden, he hesitated. There was a quiet in her feed that felt like it had sharp corners.