Riley’s pov
That morning, I woke up feeling more energetic than I had in weeks. It was refreshing after everything I had gone through with the triplets. For the past few weeks, my days had been peaceful, and my nights were finally restful. I hadn’t encountered the triplets since the last time, and it seemed like they were finally off my case. It felt good to have my life back. For so long, I’d felt like a puppet, pulled in every direction by forces I couldn’t control.
After a quick visit to see my mother in the hospital, I decided it was time to go back to school. It had been a while since I’d been there, and I knew I couldn’t keep avoiding it. I had received several emails from the school asking about my absence. I had lied, using my mother’s illness as an excuse, but I knew that would
