Jennifer P.O.V
I woke up to a cold and empty-feeling bed. Being the lazy me that I was, I just moved my limbs around to confirm my suspicion, savoring the extra few seconds my eyes were shut. After I was certain I was alone, my eyes flung open. I was slightly annoyed when I realized I was alone because I had gotten used to the idea of waking up with the triplets all tangled up over me. I looked around and saw a note on the bedside table, along with two glasses of water and some other medication. I pulled at the note to get it up close. Rubbing the last bit of sleep from my eyes, I held the note up, squinting as I tried to decipher the terrible handwriting:
Good morning, good looking!
Hopefully, by the time you wake up, we will be back, but if not, we went out for the daily training. We
