"Z-Zachary Aden Contreras?" I repeated his name. I couldn't believe what I had just learned. I never thought they were triplets.
I noticed my lips were parted, and I realized they had been open for a while due to my shock. It was as if I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I blinked, trying to shake off my surprise and overwhelming emotions.
He moved and stood a few inches away from me. His presence was like a magnet, drawing my attention toward him. I was sitting on the edge of the bed with my feet on the soft carpet below.
I observed him. I was no longer shy about staring at him from the details of his face to his body. He wore a tight dirty white shirt, which clung to his muscular frame. He paired it with denim jeans, giving him a casual yet cool look.
Zairon has naturally messy black hair, while Zaiden has a brown side-parted haircut. But the man in front of me had a buzz cut, highlighting his jawline, and a minimalist tattoo near his neck.