The next time Emira woke up, she found herself in the bed again. That was nothing to be surprised about actually. She had not been out of the bed since the triplets came here last evening.
She was alone once again. But this time, a small smile formed before she even opened her eyes. She breathed in slowly, letting their scent settle around her. It clung to the sheets, warm and familiar, and somehow she could tell them apart now. All three of them carried the same scent, but there were small differences hidden inside it—subtle, like the different colour of their eyes. She didn't know how she could pick them out so easily, but she didn't question it. Simply enjoying it.
She shifted a little, letting her body relax into the mattress, and moved to stretch her arms. Then she froze and her eyes widened. She raised her head to look down. And yep. She was under the covers. But her hands were tied on top of her stomach and her legs were bound together too.
