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?

clenched my fork so tightly my knuckles ached. A wave of heat surged through me, sharp and jealous, though I had no right

sit there, watching him give his attention, his smile, to someone else while

chair scraped against the floor as I pushed back

I muttered

even glance up, I stood and left the table, my chest tight, my

sank onto the edge of the bed, my

palms over my eyes, willing them

wolf whispered,

my

pushed, sharp and certain. "I told you. You love

the truth clawing its way out. "Yes... I

snapped, impatient,

hated myself for this—for feeling something

breath hitched. "There’s blood

is with the triplets, isn’t she? Everyone

her. Olivia and I had similar situations, and Olivia still

stubborn and tell Damien how you feel." My wolf urged,

if he no longer has feelings

annoyed with me. "You won’t know until you find

swallowed hard and contemplated on how I was going to stand in front of Damien

Will he say it’s better we just co-parent? Will he say he loves someone else now? Will I

pressed my palms over my face, my body

Then—ring. Ring.

flinched, snatching it from the nightstand,

The investigator.

I had paid weeks

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