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
Gabe's POVI sat at my desk, sifting through papers and attending to my alpha duties. The door opened, and Luca entered, his usual composed demeanor replaced by a nervous energy.At first, I thought it was just my imagination, but as the days passed, I noticed a pattern. Luca would come to my office, citing trivial reasons like needing to use the restroom or asking about mundane tasks. But his actions seemed forced, and his eyes betrayed a hint of anxiety.I couldn't shake the feeling that Luca was hiding something. He'd always been calm and collected, but now he seemed...off. His usual confidence was replaced by fidgeting and an air of unease.I made a mental note to keep a closer eye on him. What was driving this change in behavior? And what was he really after?Luca fidgeted, avoiding eye contact. "Gabe, please excuse me. I need to...get a bottle of water." He stuttered. My instincts screamed at me to follow him. Something wasn't right.I trailed behind Luca, careful not to be see
Lucien's POVI fidgeted in my seat, checking the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. The empty classroom seemed to close in around me, amplifying my nervous energy. Why was I so anxious? It wasn't like me to be this wound up.But I knew exactly why. I was waiting for her.Rosaline and Camilla were probably hanging out with their friends during break, but I'd opted to wait in the classroom, eager to catch a glimpse of...her.Just as I began to wonder if she'd show up, the door creaked open. My heart skipped a beat, but my excitement was short-lived. Sophia, Camilla's friend, sauntered in, a hint of a smile playing on her lips."What do you want?" I asked gruffly, trying to mask my disappointment.Sophia's smile faltered. "I just wanted to ask how you're feeling."I raised an eyebrow. "We're not even friends. What's your business with how I'm feeling?" My tone came out harsher than intended, but I didn't care. I just wanted her to leave.Sophia's eyes clouded over, and she took
Emma's POVAs I stepped into the kitchen, the warm aroma of freshly baked cookies enveloped me, but my attention was drawn to a scene that made my heart ache. Camila and April were laughing and joking together, their faces radiant with joy. It was as if they were long-lost friends, not just Aunty and Girl. They were like Mother and daughter. Camila's eyes sparkled as April playfully tousled her hair, and April's carefree giggle filled the air. I felt a pang of insecurity, watching their effortless bond. It was hard to admit, but I'd always struggled to connect with Camila like that.April, on the other hand, seemed to have a natural talent for it. She was always there for my children, listening, guiding, and loving them unconditionally. I, however, was often absent, lost in my own world.As I observed the tender moment between Camila and April, a wave of sadness washed over me. Why couldn't I be the one making my daughter laugh like that? Why did it feel like my children were closer
Emma's POVI pushed open the door to Rosaline's room, a bright smile plastered on my face. But my enthusiasm was short-lived.Rosaline was dancing with Gabe, our father, in the middle of the room. They were laughing and spinning to the music, completely carefree. I felt like an outsider, a spectator in my own family.I cleared my throat, trying to announce my presence, but Rosaline didn't even spare me a glance. She was too busy having the time of her life with Gabe.I watched, feeling like a ghost hovering on the periphery, as they twirled and swayed together. Gabe's eyes shone with happiness, his smile radiant, as he gazed at Rosaline.It was like I was invisible.My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of sadness. Why was I always on the outside looking in? Why couldn't I be the one having fun with my family?I stood there, frozen, as Gabe and Rosaline continued their joyful dance, oblivious to my presence.Gabe's smile faltered for a moment, sensing the tension, but he quickly recove