My heart pounded in my chest as I tugged nervously at the hem of my sweater.
The triplets had given me time to change into something more presentable after our bathroom incident, but no amount of clean clothes could calm the storm of emotions inside me. I was about to meet my grandfather—a man I’d never known existed until recently.
“You look beautiful,” Liam assured me, his warm smile easing my tension slightly. He stood beside me at the top of the stairs, his hand resting supportively on my lower back.
“He’s going to love you,” Lucas added, his normally serious expression softened with understanding. “Just be yourself.”
Levi, ever the lighthearted one, winked at me. “And if he doesn’t, we’ll just have to drown him in the bathroom too.”
“Levi!” I hissed, my cheeks burning at the reminder of what had just happened, but I couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped me. The triplets always knew how to break the tension.
“Ready?” Lucas asked, offering his hand.
