EMBER’s POV
I hardly knew whose hands pulled me up. All I knew was that my body was on fire, and there was no water to douse it.
"Sorry," Tristen’s lips almost caressed my ears as he said those words.
Without thinking, I lightly shook my head, only for my chest to jiggle in response. The triplets were now looking at me, and honestly, I wanted to disappear somewhere. I flipped my hair back, hoping to remain unaffected, but all it did was make my cheeks grow warmer.
"It’s nothing," I said softly.
Suddenly, Lucas grabbed my hand and peered into the garden, obviously noticing his mother was inside as usual. "We can’t talk here," he said frantically.
"But..."
I had barely finished my sentence when the boys dragged me away. I should have resisted harder, but I honestly didn’t have the ene
