SEVEN!!... PANICKING

TRIPLET DESIRES: 007

Well, as far as party preparation goes, this one right here was going pretty well.

Mum was busy barking out instructions to the boys, and they all obeyed her, hanging bulbs, flowers, and wires where they should be.

It was very fascinating seeing how well she relates with her stepsons.

And seeing that relationship made me a little jealous. Not that I wanted my mum to myself, but because I wanted to know what it would feel like to really be a part of them.

But there is always the negative what ifs….

What if I just get hurt again?

Logically, I know that I should not judge everyone because of one person's actions.

How long have they known each other?

That is something I have not had the chance to ask her yet.

Not that we have had any opportunity to really talk since I got here.

“Hannah, honey? Hand those blue bulbs to Dean and take the red roses to the dinning, will you?”

I nodded, and walked over to Dean – who has been interestingly avoiding me for hours now.

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