BRIANNA'S POV
As I sat at my desk, the pages of my textbook blurred before my eyes as I tried to focus, but my mind kept wandering. The events of the past few weeks had taken a toll on me—emotionally, mentally, and physically. I had needed space, a break from everything.
The fact that I got robbed today made matters worse. In times like this, I just wanted to cry out to the Triplets and be taken care of by them. They always knew how to make me feel better. I convinced myself that I would be better off without them. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. I missed them so much and no matter how much distance I tried to put between us, they were always there, in the back of my mind.
The door to my room creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Trevor, Kevin, and Anthony stood in the d
