Chapter 128: Breakfast

Olivia's POV

I frowned at her.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly, making sure she could see the hatred in my eyes—even though I was supposed to be faking memory loss.

Anita folded her arms across her chest and glared at me. "You spent the night in Lennox's room, didn't you? What were you doing there?" Her voice was sharp, laced with jealousy so obvious it was almost pathetic.

I scoffed. "Why should I tell you that?"

Her eyes narrowed. "Because Lennox is my man, and you—you're Gabriel's wife, remember? So, tell me—what do you think your husband would say if he found out you spent the night in Alpha Lennox's room?"

I wanted to snap at her, to tell her to go to hell and that I didn't care—but I held myself back. I had to keep pretending. Gabriel was my husband, and I needed to act the part.

I took a shaky breath, forcing my expression to shift into one of panic. "Please, Anita," I whispered, stepping back. "I didn't mean to cause any problems."

My voice trembled just enough to sound believable.

"I—I had a bad dream and couldn't sleep. I went to Lennox because… I thought seeing him might help calm me down. That's all. I swear, nothing happened."

Anita's brows furrowed, and I saw a flicker of doubt cross her face. Good. My words were getting to her.

She stepped closer, her voice low and threatening. "Stay away from the Alphas, Madam. It's for your own good. If you don't, I have plenty of lies I could tell Alpha Gabriel."

I clenched my fists at my sides, biting back every insult I wanted to throw in her face.

With one final glare, Anita turned and stormed down the hallway.

As she left, Lolita and Nora approached my door, concern etched on their faces.

"Is everything alright?" Lolita asked gently.

"Yes," I nodded, forcing a small smile. "Everything's fine."

I turned and walked back into the room. The girls followed, closing the door behind them.

I went to the pillow and pulled the document back out, placing it on the bed.

Lolita's eyes widened slightly. "That's the file, isn't it?" she whispered.

I nodded.

then leaned in. "You said you need to get this

nodded. "I'll go out today," she said

nodded firmly. "Good. Thank you," I said

breakfast, I want

took the key from

get you dressed. The Alphas personally requested

deepened. "Great," I muttered

a blue dress that hugged my curves modestly and

me through the corridors of

we reached the dining room, I froze

triplets were already

And so was Anita.

me wasn't her smug expression—it was the shirts the triplets

those shirts. I would recognize them

wolf emblem I embroidered by hand,

bought them for

love truly meant. I had saved my lunch money for months just to get them those shirts. They

tight around their biceps, the fabric stretched

still, they

Why?

settled

eggs, cinnamon rolls, even that strawberry jam I

A realization hit me.

were trying to

the joke was

I never forgot.

my expression

the table, I tilted my head. "Isn't that shirt a little tight on you?" I asked casually,

a mouthful of toast, smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Our mate got them

breath caught, but I forced a smile. "She must've loved

was a

Louis shrugged, his voice low. "I don't think

words hit me

My chest tightened.

think I never loved

flicker of pain in

no idea. The feelings I had for them. Even when

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