Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 378

Chapter 378: The Call

Chapter 378: The Call

Sofia’s POV

As usual, silence was the constant thing between Damien and me. I could practically count the times we spoke in a day. When we did, it was only about our son, or something general. Never about us.

Maybe I should have loved it. This was what I wanted, wasn’t it? We were co-parenting. Civil. Respectful. Distant. Exactly how I had imagined it should be.

But lately... I wasn’t so sure anymore.

It was becoming harder to bear, seeing him every day but not really seeing him. Sitting across from him at the table with nothing but words about Charlie between us. Passing him in the hall and not even brushing shoulders.

No smiles. No laughter. No touches.

And I knew Damien. When it came to me, he was always a man of touch. His hand on my waist as he passed. His fingers brushing mine when he handed me something. His palm against the small of my back when we walked side by side.

Before, minutes never passed without him finding some excuse to reach for me.

Now... nothing.

The absence of it left an ache I didn’t want to admit to. And worse—it made me wonder if co-parenting was really what I wanted... or if I was lying to myself all along.

We sat across from each other at the dining table, lunch spread neatly between us. Damien’s phone buzzed against the table. He picked it up without hesitation, his thumb gliding across the screen.

A faint smile tugged at his lips—small, but real.

And my heart ached.

Who was he texting? His beautiful secretary? The one I saw the other day?

ached. A wave of heat surged through me, sharp and jealous, though I had

sit there, watching him give his attention, his smile, to someone else while I sat invisible on the other side of the

floor as I pushed

I muttered in

and left the table, my chest tight, my wolf

of the bed, my

and stinging. I pressed my palms over my eyes, willing them back, but they

him," my wolf whispered, her voice cutting straight into my

shook my

and certain. "I told

its way out. "Yes... I love

snapped, impatient, almost

in my throat. I hated myself

related. And our families..." My breath hitched. "There’s blood between us.

back of my mind. "Excuses. Olivia is with the triplets, isn’t she? Everyone said it was impossible, and yet she chose

had similar situations, and

how you feel." My wolf urged, but

he no longer has feelings

with me. "You won’t know

and contemplated on how I was going to stand in front of Damien and confess to him that I still love

co-parent? Will he say he loves

my palms over my

Then—ring. Ring.

my head. I flinched, snatching it from the nightstand, my heart

The investigator.

paid weeks ago to dig into Rebecca’s

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