Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 290: Captured

Olivia’s POV

Calvin stared at me like I’d just confessed to committing treason.

His jaw was clenched so tightly I thought it might crack. His hands fisted at his sides, and I could practically feel the rage radiating off him. But to his credit, he didn’t yell. Not yet. His voice, when it came, was low... controlled.

Too controlled.

"Whatever you think you’re doing," he said through gritted teeth, "you need to stop. Now."

I lifted my chin, already bracing for the inevitable wave of judgment. "Calvin—"

"No." He cut me off, his eyes blazing with anger. "No excuses, Olivia. This is disgraceful. Sleeping in the bed of the same people who ripped your heart apart? Whose family has done nothing but torment ours?"

Nora looked away, clearly uncomfortable. Lolita bit her bottom lip, like she was dying to say something but knew better.

I tried to stay calm. "It’s not that simple."

"Yes, it is!" Calvin snapped, the first crack in his control showing. "Their family and ours are enemies. Olivia, enemies. Do you even understand the implications of what you’re doing?"

"I do," I said quietly, folding my arms. "But that doesn’t make what I feel any less real."

He scoffed, stepping forward. "And what about the fact that we’re related?"

"We’re not directly related," I said firmly. "You know that, Calvin."

"That doesn’t make it right," he fired back. "So what? You’re just going to forget everything they did to you?"

That hit deeper than I wanted to admit.

My silence must have said enough.

Calvin’s expression shifted. His voice dropped, softer now. "You’re going to forget how they rejected you? Humiliated you? Tore you apart? Is that it?"

Tears burned at the back of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I stood my ground.

"I haven’t forgotten," I whispered. "But I’m trying to heal. And they’re trying too."

Calvin shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with disappointment. "Our parents would be ashamed of you."

That one... that one shattered something inside me.

door, but before

said, voice colder now, "but

Then he walked out.

toward the door. "I’ll

frowned. "Where are

a small frown.

walked out

my bed, my arms folding around myself. My

I doing the right

closer as she sat

okay?" she asked

nodding. "Yeah... yeah, I’m

said she didn’t believe that for

turned to her. "Lolita... do

think... love doesn’t come with a right or wrong, Olivia. It

down at my

I’m letting them off too easily," I whispered. "That I’m forgetting what they

"You’re choosing to forgive. There’s a

I’m just being

people can do." She touched my arm, comforting me. "The triplets... they love you.

her, my eyes burning. "Then

sighed. "Because they haven’t shown him. Not yet. He’s still stuck in the version of them who hurt you. That’s all he knows. But you... you’ve seen a different side. You’ve seen them

sat heavy in my

then, the door creaked

I turned.

back inside, his face unreadable. And right behind him... was

I blinked.

before finding mine again. "I... I’m sorry," he said quietly. "If my words earlier hurt

My breath caught.

at me. "I still don’t accept them. I don’t know if I ever fully will. But I shouldn’t

waiting for a response,

my heart

leaned against the

"What... did you say

She shrugged. "Nothing much."

suspicious brow at her. "Is there something you

swallowed hard but shook her head. "No... what

exchanged skeptical glances at Nora’s too-quick answer. Obviously, we don’t believe

feet, her arms still folded, but I could