Triplets Today Richard Thomas Family Novels & Stories

She smiled and pulled down her sunglasses, so he could see that she meant it with every fiber of her being. “Mummy!” The triplets shouted at the same time as they ran to meet her. Mr. Brown gushed at how cute the triplets were. They were two girls and a boy, and it was hard to tell their differences since they were wearing identical outfits. “Oh my goodness! What are your names?” He laughed as they grabbed his hand in excitement. “My name is Jenna,” The girl declared proudly, and this is “Elena and Jaden.” “Awn, you're cute.” He complimented as they giggled and ran around him.

The fact that he was Zara's guy thrusted boredom upon the night's drama and then I looked my eyes down and slowly in disgust. "Uh... what's your name again?" I asked, pretending like I didn't care to have forgotten. "Look! My family consists of three. my father who checks on us I don't know every hour of the night and my twin sister who needs only one roll to realize that I'm off the bed. So if you're gonna cut the crap and make things snappy, I already got into trouble today and this could be an.." "My name is Richard" he echoed, blinking away to give his eyes a break. Wow, He cut me off like he wasn't listening to any of the things I'd been saying.

All his siblings were seated having breakfast, but they were all immersed in their various conversations. Thomas, the brother closest to Adrian in age, was talking with William, the oldest of one out of the twins; they were no doubt talking about some football game. Alex, the other twin, was bugging Isla, the youngest and the only girl. All in all, it was a normal breakfast in the Tremont household.

"You think something is wrong, Sophia?" I hesitated. I bit my lower lip, pretending to be unsure if I should speak. I looked around the empty lounge to make sure no one was listening. "I saw Thomas's wife, Clara, just last week," I lied smoothly. "We had lunch. She was so excited about the new house they were building in the Hamptons. She was bragging about the company's future. Thomas was not planning on leaving, Richard. He loved the prestige of sitting at that table." Richard's eyes narrowed slightly. He took a slow sip of his black coffee. "So what changed his mind on a Sunday night?"

I pulled it down, flipping through the dusty pages until I found a group photo of the triplets' late parents. I pointed to the man in the center—the triplets' father. "Look at his eyes. Matthew has the exact same eyes. It’s uncanny." The seer leaned in, studying the old photograph, her face going entirely pale. "The eyes are a genetic blueprint, Soraya. If he has the same eyes, he isn't their uncle. He's a direct descendant." Before she could finish her thought, a violent jolt shot straight through my heart.

I was now a successful doctor, a testament to the power of perseverance and the belief in oneself. But my journey of triumph didn't end there. Alongside my professional accomplishments, I held another precious treasure close to my heart. The triplets, my boys, were a blessing that came unexpectedly but brought immeasurable joy. They represented the love and newfound happiness that blossomed when I chose to forge my own path.

And maybe this is the perfect time to introduce myself. Hi, I'm Camilla Riccardo, the third Triplet of the Romano family. Yes, you heard me right….the third triplet. Which sounds simple enough until people meet my sisters. Then they usually spend the next five minutes staring at us like they've accidentally walked into some kind of magic show. My sisters and I have the same face. The exact same face. But believe me, we're nothing alike. Fiorella is the serious one. Marcella is the wild one.

I moved closer and froze— It was a framed photo of Nathaniel and Damian, with a woman who bore a striking resemblance to them. ‘He's white. I also heard he's a triplet.’ Joyce's words replayed in my head. So it was true. Nathaniel was a triplet. There was another photo— a picture of them and their parents; I supposed, and another boy. The happiness radiating from the photo had me smiling too. I picked up the frame and let my fingers brush Nathaniel's face.

Richard asked. "It is nothing important," Thomas replied. Achuba was about to comment when Rebecca came in with Alice. "I think we should go," Thomas whispered to Achuba. "Alright Richard, we'll be going now," Achuba said as they stood up. "Okay guys, I will see you later," Thomas replied and they headed out of the room. "Are you interested in Richard's sister?" Achuba asked Thomas after they have gotten out of the room. "Yes I am," Thomas replied.

I walk into the twin's rooms, and their eyes meet mine, both pairs of blue eyes locked on mine. “Daddy”, Thomas says, raising his arms so I can pick him up. The twins have just turned three, and they look so much like Aimee that it is unbelievable. Theresa looks at me and smiles as Aimee holds her close to her heart. They walked toward us, and we all hung together.