Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 51: Feelings From The Past

Chapter 51: Feelings From The Past

Lennox's POV

"Lennox, is there a problem?" Olivia suddenly asked the moment she noticed I had gone silent, just staring at her.

My lips parted, and I forced myself to speak. "Thank you… for what you did back there," I said, sincerely. I never thought a day would come where I'd feel grateful—truly grateful—to the same woman I once vowed to hate.

Olivia didn't even flinch at my appreciation. She simply shrugged. "No need to thank me. I would've done the same if it were anyone else in your shoes," she said flatly.

Her words tore my heart more than I expected. I didn't know what hurt more—her coldness to my gratitude or the cold truth behind what she said.

"Anything else?" she asked, tilting her head slightly as she stared at me.

But I couldn't say a word. There was this strange feeling of pain… of longing. I missed her…

God, I hated to admit it, but I missed how things used to be when we were still… us. I missed her ridiculous jokes, the way her laughter lit up a room. Despite everything, I missed her presence.

"Nothing else," I finally managed to say.

She nodded once. "Good night."

She didn't wait for a reply before shutting the door in my face.

I stood there like a fool, not knowing what to do or even how to feel. My wolf whined within me, restless and hurt, but I shut him out and limped back to my room in silence.

Once I reached my bed, I pulled the blanket over myself and lay there, staring up at the ceiling, Olivia's voice playing on a loop in my head.

"I would've done the same if it were anyone else in your shoes."

Why did those words feel like knives in my chest?

Why did I expect her to say something different?

What did I want to hear from her? For her to tell me she saved me because she still cared? Because I'm her mate?

I hoping for her to

heavily and shut

ago,

Never let her back

her and the echo of her laughter in my mind, I realized the one truth I'd

I didn't hate her.

I missed her.

And worse…

falling for her

it… talk to her about it… tell her

and closed my eyes tighter, forcing myself to sleep. All this was

soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, and before I

in with a tray in

frowned instantly, not even bothering to

morning, Lennox," she said gently, flashing that ridiculous, overly sweet smile. It used to work

really, how I ever chased after

the perfect

kind of

Thought

didn't move from the bed. "You know how much I hate being

off guard. "I just wanted

want to

wanted to say something else—maybe apologize—but I turned

few seconds longer before setting the tray on the nightstand and walking

the untouched food, sighed, and forced myself

freshening up, I got dressed but ignored the breakfast

activities. I limped slightly

saw Olivia there, flipping through a file on

looked up, our eyes met for a second, and she gave me a blank look. "Good morning," she said

but she was already walking

Just like that.

No smile. Nothing.