Chapter 123 – Lalaine

(Anj’s POV)

It was just past six in the morning, but the sky had already promised good but hot weather. If Finn did not come to find me last night, I wondered what Sky would do with our wailing children. My triplets were not only sensitive to their feelings or emotions, but when having nightmares, I would sometimes hear them talk they had the same bad dreams.

The scent of the coffee filling my nostrils woke me up from daydreaming. When I raised my head, I smiled, seeing Dylan’s handsome face, holding a tray with three cups of coffee, and following behind her was Anya. She grinned at me, which I knew she had practiced many times before facing me.

“I wonder why wealthy people have so many servants when they can do it by themselves,” Anya whispered as she sat, inhaling not the smell of coffee but the fresh air from the garden.

After what happened last night, Dylan seemed to have forgotten his ‘Anya Mission’ because my beautiful cousin was holding a cup, sipping coffee. Instead of goin