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.

turned and walked toward the door, but before leaving, he paused,

said, voice colder

Then he walked out.

turned toward the door. "I’ll

frowned. "Where are you

me a small frown. "I’m

she walked out too—leaving me

sank slowly onto the edge of my bed, my arms folding around myself. My chest ached from the tension, from Calvin’s words, from

I doing the

stepped closer as she

okay?" she

hesitated before nodding. "Yeah... yeah,

gave me a look that said

turned to her. "Lolita... do you think Calvin’s right?

answering. "I think... love doesn’t come with a right or wrong, Olivia.

looked down at

I’m letting them off too easily,"

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

being weak

That’s more than most people can do."

up at her, my

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

heavy

then, the door

I turned.

unreadable.

I blinked.

again. "I... I’m

My breath caught.

still don’t accept them. I don’t know if I ever fully will. But I shouldn’t have said what I said like

a response, he turned and walked away

sat frozen, my

to Nora, who leaned against the

stared at her. "What... did you

She shrugged. "Nothing much."

raised a suspicious brow at her. "Is there something you are

but shook her head. "No... what

and I exchanged skeptical glances at Nora’s too-quick answer.

but I could see her