Elena’s POVThe front door had barely clicked shut behind Nathan when the heavy, suffocating reality of what lay ahead settled over the living room.I stood in the hallway for a long moment, with my hand resting on the smooth wood of the railing. Upstairs, the house was too quiet. The soft, rhythmic hum of the ocean outside the window, which had felt so comforting just an hour ago, now felt like a cruel mockery.I took a deep, shaky breath, letting go of the small white granite stone at my neck, and walked up the stairs to Caleb's room.The triplets were all there. Colin was sitting on the edge of the mattress, his head was bowed, and his large, copper-skinned hands clasped tightly between his knees. Cindy was curled up on the window seat, her chin resting on her knees as she stared out at the sea. Caleb sat at his desk, staring blankly at his left hand; the hand that was now completely warm, moving, and human.When I stepped into the room, all three of them looked up. The silent, he
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