Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Troubled

Olivia’s POV

I swallowed hard, not knowing what to say. For some reason, I thought she would look worried, maybe even upset, at the idea of me marrying Lord Frederick. But she didn’t.

Her expression didn’t even flicker with surprise—it was almost like... she had expected it.

That unsettled me more than anything.

Why wasn’t she worried?

Was she... fine with it?

A cold ripple ran through me. I quickly pushed the thought aside, forcing a small smile as I decided to change the topic.

"Mama... I’ve been seeing you," I said softly. "In my dreams... in my visions. You appeared to me. You spoke to me."

Her brows pulled together into a deep frown. "No... Olivia." Her voice was low but certain. "It wasn’t me."

I blink confused. "What? But—"

She shook her head slowly, her grip tightening weakly around my hand. "I’ve been in a coma for ten years. My soul has been trapped... sleeping. I couldn’t appear to you even if I wanted to. Whoever you saw—it wasn’t me."

A chill ran through me. "Then... who was it?"

Her gaze darkened slightly, and when she spoke again, her voice dropped lower. "It might have been your great-grandmother... Hailee. She must have taken my face."

of unease rolled through me, tightening in my chest. My pulse quickened, and suddenly the room seemed to sway. My

seer’s voice cut through the haze. "Olivia—" She was at my side in an instant, her hand steadying my shoulder. "You’ve overexerted yourself. Healing her took a great deal from you. You need to rest before you

even that made me dizzy.

seer said firmly, her tone brooking no argument. "You can speak to her later. Right

at my mother, still lying weakly on the bed, her tired eyes filled with so many unspoken words. I wanted to stay. I wanted to keep talking,

soft smile for her sake. "I’ll be back soon, Mama.

squeezed my hand faintly, her lips curving into a small smile. "Go rest,

hand reluctantly. "Goodbye...

seer’s worried gaze vanishing from sight as I disappeared

No Nora. No Lolita. No sound of movement, no

long sigh and lowered myself onto the bed, my body sinking into the soft mattress. My gaze drifted to the ceiling, but

felt lighter. Happier.

accomplished the one thing

But...

Something felt wrong. I didn’t know if it was her strange calmness about me marrying Lord Frederick or

the silence of the room suffocating me. I had thought that having her back would help in Frederick’s

be alone

to the triplets. The only ones who had ever made me feel safe without

hesitation, I decided I’d

a blink,

appeared, standing in Levi’s

the air. He was alone—sitting on the edge of his bed, elbows resting on his

sensed me. Surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly

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