Emma's POVI walked slowly into April's room, checking to make sure Carly wasn't around. Gabe was busy with work, and the kids were in school, so I knew I had a small window of time to talk to April alone. I had already been to the school four times today, peeking in on the kids and making sure they were okay. I knew it was a bit excessive, but I just couldn't help myself. Old habits die hard, and I hadn't yet outgrown my tendency to be a bit of a helicopter parent.April looked up from her project, a hint of curiosity on her face. "Hey, sis! What brings you here?"I flopped down onto her bed, trying to appear nonchalant. "Just bored, I guess. What about you? How's life?"April put down her tools and leaned back in her chair. "It's good. But I did want to talk to you about something. I've noticed that Lucien seems a bit off lately."I raised an eyebrow, surprised. "Off? What do you mean?"April hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "I don't know, just a bit distant, I suppose. And
Gabe's POV I watched Emma from across the room, her eyes fixed on the kids with an intensity that made me uneasy. She's been acting strange lately, ever since she started spying on them. I get it, she's worried, but this is getting out of hand.At first, I thought it was just her usual overprotectiveness, but now I'm not so sure. She's been distant, preoccupied, and snappish. Even the kids have noticed, exchanging worried glances when she's around.Is she okay? Really okay? I wonder. We haven't talked about it, but I sense something's bothering her deeply. Maybe it's more than just the kids. Maybe it's us, our relationship, or something else entirely.I try to remember the last time we had a real conversation, just the two of us. It feels like ages ago. Now, it's all about the kids, their schedules, and their needs. Don't get me wrong, they're our priority, but what about us? What about Emma's needs?I make a mental note to talk to her, really talk to her, tonight. No distractions, n
Carly's POVI burst into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. Panting, I leaned against the door, as if it could shield me from the chaos inside my head. Tears streamed down my face, and I sobbed, my body shaking uncontrollably.Why did I lie? Why did I say Alex? There is no Alex. I made him up.My mind raced, replaying the dinner conversation. Gabe's announcement, Emma's shock, Augustine's suspicious gaze... I felt trapped.I couldn't tell them. I couldn't tell Gabe, or Emma, or anyone. Especially not after what happened last time.Luca. His name echoed in my mind, and my heart skipped a beat. I've been secretly dating him for months, and now... now they think I'm bringing Alex to dinner.Oh God, what have I done?The thought of Luca sitting at our dinner table, surrounded by my family, made my stomach twist with anxiety. Gabe would recognize him, and then... then everything would fall apart.I couldn't bear the thought of their disappointment, their anger. Gabe's protectivenes
Emma's POVI watched Carly walk into the house, her defiant expression a clear indication she was ready for a fight. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the confrontation."Carly, we need to talk," I said, my voice firm but calm.She raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk on her face. "What's this about, Emma?""Don't play dumb, Carly," I said, trying to keep my patience. "Augustine told us about your secret meetings with Luca."Carly's expression changed, a flash of guilt crossing her face before she masked it with indifference. "So what if I've been seeing him?"I felt a surge of concern. When did this start? Carly had been so withdrawn after the dinner, I had no idea she'd even met someone new."How long has this been going on?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral.Carly shrugged, avoiding eye contact. "A while."I glanced at Gabe, who was watching the exchange with a knowing look. He'd known about this for a while, and from the look on his face, it was clear he thought Ca
Emma's POVI woke up to the darkness of the night, my mind still foggy from sleep. But I knew I had to get up. I had promised Gabe we would talk, and I couldn't avoid it any longer.I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet dangling in the air. The clock on my nightstand read 2:47 AM.With a sigh, I stood up and padded out of the bedroom, my bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor.The house was quiet, the only sound the creaking of the old wooden floorboards beneath my feet.I made my way to the living room, where I knew Gabe would be waiting for me.As I entered the room, I saw him sitting on the couch, his eyes fixed on me in the dim light."Hey," he said softly, his voice low and husky.I nodded, feeling a surge of tiredness. "Hey."Gabe patted the couch beside him, and I hesitated for a moment before sitting down.We sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the ticking of the clock on the wall.Finally, Gabe spoke up, his voice break
April's POVI couldn't shake off the feeling of unease as I lay in bed, listening to the silence of the house. It was as if the walls were watching me, waiting for me to uncover their secrets.I thought about Emma and Gabe, wondering if they'd finally talked things through. They'd been distant for so long, and it was affecting all of us.As I tossed and turned, my mind wandered to Augustine. He'd been acting strange lately, always disappearing at odd hours. I had a feeling he was hiding something, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.Just as I was starting to drift off to sleep, I heard a faint noise coming from outside my room. It sounded like whispers, but I couldn't make out what was being said.I threw off my covers and crept out of bed, my heart racing with anticipation. Who was whispering, and what were they saying?I slowly turned the handle and peeked outside, my eyes scanning the darkened hallway. That's when I saw them - Emma and Gabe, standing in the shadows, their fac
Rosaline's POVI walked through the school hallways, feeling a sense of peace I hadn't experienced in a long time. Everything seemed to be falling into place.My siblings, Camilla and Lucien, were doing great, and our parents, Gabe and Emma, were finally getting along again. The tension at home had dissipated, and we could finally breathe a sigh of relief.As triplets, we'd always been close, but lately, it felt like we were inseparable. Camilla's bubbly personality, Lucien's calm demeanor, and my own organizational skills made us a formidable team.But despite the harmony, a faint unease lingered in the back of my mind. Mum and Dad had been acting strange lately, whispering in huddles and exchanging worried glances.I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the positive. Today was good. Today was normal.As I turned a corner, I spotted Lucien leaning against his locker, chatting with friends. Camilla was nowhere to be seen, but I knew she was around somewhere, spreading her infectious
Camilla's POVI walked through the front door, dropping my backpack on the floor. The aroma of sweet donuts wafted from the kitchen, making my stomach growl with hunger.First things first, I had to check on April. I padded into the kitchen, finding her in her usual spot, surrounded by flour and sugar.April's hands moved deftly, piping icing onto a freshly baked donut. Her phone lay beside her, screen glowing with Duolingo's colorful interface. She was learning French, and her dedication impressed me.But what caught my attention was the knitting needles in her free hand, clicking away as she created a vibrant scarf. Multitasking was April's superpower."Hey, April!" I said, sliding onto the stool beside her.She looked up, smiling warmly. "Hey, Cam! Just making some donuts. Want one?"I grinned, snagging a still-warm donut. "Always."As I took a bite, I observed April. Her eyes sparkled, but I detected a hint of sadness lurking beneath. I made a mental note to dig deeper."French, h