Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 492: Four years

Olivia’s POV

Four years later

The sound of giggles filled the living room, followed by the unmistakable crash of something breaking. I didn’t even bother turning right away—I’d gotten used to it by now. Life with three boys meant chaos came with the sunrise.

"Alright," I called from the kitchen, setting down the towel. "Who did it this time?"

Silence.

Three identical faces turned toward me—wide-eyed, innocent, and equally suspicious.

I crossed my arms, trying not to laugh. "Don’t all stare at me like that. One of you broke something."

The three of them stood in a perfect line, same height, same messy dark hair, same mischievous smile that could melt stone. Even after four years, I still struggled to tell them apart unless I looked closely.

Liam. Leon. Leo.

My little miracles. My little troublemakers.

Sometimes I still couldn’t believe how much they looked alike—not just similar, but exactly the same. Even their voices carried the same rhythm, the same teasing lilt when they tried to talk their way out of trouble.

"Wasn’t me," Liam said first, blinking those big sea-blue eyes that looked exactly like mine.

Leon immediately pointed at his brother. "He’s lying!"

Leo frowned and crossed his arms. "You’re both lying!"

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "You three are going to drive me mad one of these days."

The broken vase on the floor didn’t help their case. I crouched to pick it up, muttering to myself, "Your fathers are going to kill me when they find out..."

The boys exchanged glances—the silent kind that always meant they were about to bolt.

"Don’t even think about it," I said without looking up.

Tiny feet shuffled in place. Then stillness.

Good. They knew better than to run.

I straightened and turned toward them, one brow raised. "So, are we going to tell the truth, or do I have to call your fathers?"

Instant panic.

Levi’s and Louis’ names still worked like a spell.

Before they could answer, his deep voice echoed from the hallway. "What’s going on here?"

The boys froze. I hid a smile. Perfect timing.

Levi stepped into the room, tall and composed, though I caught the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth when he saw the scene—the three identical boys lined up like soldiers, the shattered vase behind them, and me trying to look stern.

He folded his arms. "Alright, which one of you did it?"

Again—silence.

mouths

an eyebrow.

at his brothers as if silently negotiating who’d take the blame.

and walked closer. "You do realize I can tell when one of you lies,

of sea-blue eyes blinked up at him,

level, his voice

by only a few minutes, cracked first. "We were playing ball inside... and

nodded slowly. "So

All three nodded—too quickly.

kicked the ball?"

Dead silence again.

pretending

pause, Leon raised his hand halfway, mumbling, "It was me...

Liam

"Did too!"

"Boys," Levi warned.

instantly, but Leo—oh, little Leo—couldn’t resist whispering under his breath, "It was

nose, muttering, "Moon

softly. "Now you know how

look that said

identical

sighing. "Alright. No one’s in trouble this time. But

they chorused in

the same rhythm—it was eerie sometimes, but also...

off toward the garden, laughing again, I turned to Levi. "You

in his

head. "Kids who know exactly how to work

walked closer, slipping an arm around my waist. "Maybe. But at least they got your stubbornness instead of

trying not to

softening as he looked out the window toward

my heart swelling as I

in gold, and for a

said something that

remind me of

and I knew

voice barely above a whisper. "I know.

around mine, his expression unreadable. "Maybe that’s his way

blinking back tears as the boys’ laughter echoed

the ache returning to my chest—the one

years since the day I gave birth to our sons. Four years since I last saw Lennox. Four years since I’d promised

we

him, half expecting to feel his warmth

time I brought it up, Levi and Louis found another reason to delay

time to recover. The birth had taken too much from me. My body was weak, the marks still new, and the babies needed me more than anyone else. I believed

Then came the warnings.

condition hadn’t changed, that his mind remained trapped somewhere between this world and the next. They said disturbing his

Levi always said. "Until

while the boys learned to walk, while they learned