Olivia's POV:
Mark and I had finished having dinner with the delicious meal that he had bought, when he frowned and informed me, "The Triplets are on their way here."
"Why?" I asked him, standing up from the dining chair and moving towards the living room. My heart raced, wondering why the triplet boys were returning.
They had assumed I was their sister. Carter's medal was still around my neck, and I was nervous as to why they had returned.
Did they have proof that I am their sister?
"Relax, Oli," Mark's deep voice reached my ear as he walked up to meet me. Holding onto my arms, he peered at my face and said, "Their parents already found out, and they want to come and see you."
"Do you think that I am really their daughter?" I asked Mark, peering at his face as he towered above me.
