Chapter Eleven: Back In Calfornia
Phera POV:
The conversation I had with the triplets replayed in my mind like a broken record. Why wasn't it the right time? What could be so important that they couldn't even tell their own goddamn mate what had made them act the way they did, knowing I was their mate all those years. But, all of those things aside, what tore my heart into pieces was when they didn't even flinch when I mentioned them and Newmara. That meant they knew I was watching. Did they mean for me to see them together? That they preferred my sister over me, and now that she's mated to their younger brother, I'm their fallback while I should've been their number one priority the moment they turned eighteen and knew about me being their mate.
"Ms. Evans!" I heard Mr. Maxwell shout
