THE MANSION REVEAL
Ariel followed them home and stared up at the massive estate as if it couldn’t be real. The boys tugged her forward proudly, pulling her inside.
Miss Pearl smiled knowingly. “You must be Miss Ariel.”
Upstairs, the boys showed her their playroom. Then Carter handed her a drawing: the triplets holding hands with a woman… wearing an apron like Ariel’s.
“That’s you,” Caleb said confidently.
Ariel’s chest tightened. “Me?”
“We drew it before we saw you again,” Cameron said softly. “We just knew you’d come back.”
Ariel fought tears. Something felt wrong and right all at once—like her soul remembered something her mind didn’t.
