Amelia's POV

The words didn’t make sense at first.

It still floated in the air between us, refusing to settle.

Triplets.

I stared at the healer as if she had spoken in a language I didn’t understand.

My ears rang faintly, a dull humming that drowned out everything else.

The room felt too small suddenly, the walls pressing in on me.

“No,” I said, the word leaving my lips before I could stop it. I shook my head slowly, firmly, as if doing so would erase what she’d just ...