Four Brothers Each Ordered Mail-Order Brides — The Women Arrived Were All Sisters Seeking for Love

Chapter 2

The Dalton ranch was less a picture-postcard homestead and more a monument to stubborn persistence. The main house, built of sturdy logs chinked with mud and moss, was large but weathered, surrounded by barns, corrals, and sheds in every stage of hard-won survival. It was a place built for work, not comfort, and the arrival of four sisters threw its masculine equilibrium into immediate, utter chaos.

The first days were a study in awkward choreography. Eight people moved through a space designed for four, bumping elbows, exchanging polite, strained murmurs. The sisters, accustomed to the close quarters of their former life, navigated the shared space with practiced grace. The brothers seemed to have lost control of their own limbs. Cade nearly upended a bucket of milk trying to step out of Bridget’s way. Wyatt tripped over a rug that had lain in the same spot for ten years, simply because Lucy was in the same room.