I stared at the triplet before taking her hand. “Nice to finally meet you Maya”. I murmured.

As I shook Maya's hand, her grip was firm and warm, but her eyes seemed to hold a hint of something else, a spark of curiosity or even mischief. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but it made me feel uneasy.

"Likewise, Lyra," Maya said, her voice still bubbly and enthusiastic. "I've heard so much about you from the triplets. They've told me all about your... interesting history."

My eyes ...