Rina's POV.
Sitting alone in the library, I could hear nothing but the gentle crackle of the fireplace, and the faint sound of pages turning in my hands. The library was huge…rows and rows of ancient tomes, novels, and every kind of book imaginable lined the shelves from floor to ceiling. I’d been here for over three hours, buried in my studies, letting the stillness of the room drown out all the chaos and drama that seemed to swirl constantly around the mansion.
It was a Sunday morning, my time to just… exist. I took a few minutes' break here and there, biting into one of the cookies I’d brought, savoring the sweetness before returning to my notes. The triplets’ library was no less impressive than anything I’d seen at school. It had its own charm, an intimacy and mystery that the school
