Kaya’s POV.
I’m awake, but my head hurts. My eyes remain closed for reasons best known by my body, and I am glad because I felt my own nerve pausing after a sudden wreckage when I heard the triplets’ mother’s voice.
Emilie is annoyed at someone as she speaks. “How could you have been so careless? You said what?” She speaks as though whatever discussion they are having is meant to be hidden, kept away from anyone else hearing them.
Her voice is tight, and I think she is pacing because I hear her heels tapping against the floor continuously.
“There’s no way I could have guessed. Well, perhaps we shouldn’t have underestimated the girl. She is maybe not as week as she looks.” He disagrees with her.
Who are they talking about?
While I eavesdrop, hoping that I still look un-alive to the na
