Gina.
After finishing my chores that morning, I went back to my room and stayed there, not wanting to see any of the triplets. I have come to realize that I can only stay mad at them for as long as I don't see or go close to them. All my anger just sort of disappears whenever they are close to me or say my name.
I hadn't stayed up to ten minutes in my room when I heard Gina calling my name. I came out only to see her standing with the triplets by her side.
They were standing next to her as if they were her bodyguards, and it would have been a really cute and wishful sight to behold if I wasn't jealous.
Yeah, I get it. I am not supposed to be jealous, but I can't help it. I don't know why, and it makes no sense that I should be jealous of the girl who is being showered with love by her
