Robin’s POV
I don’t know what to think about the plan in the long run. It should be a plan we are ready to try. This was always what we were going to do after I moved back in here. The problem was that we needed to make sure it would work, and it wasn’t.
All the time I had spent with them was supposed to help them adjust to the fact that I wouldn’t be there. Yet the triplets were unable to accept this. I mean, they were babies. Why would they be able to accept the fact that their mother wasn’t going to be able to be there for them after a certain amount of time?
But now, they were rejecting food. They wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t settle, and it felt like everything I’d done to help them was falling apart. I leaned against the wall, sighing deeply. The guilt was suffocating.
Micah had been ho
