Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 16

Olivia’s POV

I sat curled up on the couch, staring at my phone. Still no address from Mike. Just those suit measurements, sent

hours ago.

What exactly was Alexander playing at? If he didn’t want the suit, he could’ve just ignored me. Was he testing me? Or trying to make a point?

Maybe it was just his way of saying: “Don’t come near me again.”

Fine. That suit would be the last thing to ever cross between us anyways. I didn’t pay much heed to his weird nature.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching. I tossed the phone aside after switching off the screen and straightened my back instinctively.

Ethan stepped into the room and got straight to the point. “Where are your clothes?”

I blinked. “What?”

“Shoes. Bags. Jewelry. All your stuff. Where is it?”

My heart skipped a beat. Did he find out?

I kept my face neutral and forced a little frown. “Dry cleaning,” I said casually. “The clothes, and shoes.”

He narrowed his eyes. “All of it?”

I nodded. “Yeah. I got bored being stuck at home alone. Decided to organize the house. Honestly couldn’t remember what I wore last week, so I just sent everything out to get cleaned.”

“And the bags? The jewelry?”

“Maintenance. The diamonds weren’t shining like they used to. And most of those bags were getting scuffed. Figured it was time.”

My tone sounded flat but reasonable. He stared at me for a few more seconds, like he was trying to read between the lines. Then he gave a small nod.

“No need to rush,” he said. “There’s plenty of time in the future. You can take it slow.”

“I’m traveling in a few days,” I replied smoothly. “Wanted to clear things before I left.”

That seemed to settle it until his gaze shifted to the navy suit bag lying on the couch,

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toward it. “And this? Is

forward, stopping him from opening it. My hand

us moved. His face

dad,” I said quickly, pulling

eyes narrowed. “What

“What about you?”

“I’m your husband.”

really need more suits?

him up. His lips parted like he wanted to respond, but

bag, slipped into

his car pulling away did I finally

the wardrobe-but today, he did. Well, it’s just a matter of days now

next morning, the sky was clear and bright. It was

It was Sunday.

got dressed, grabbed my keys, and drove to

school held too many memories. Ethan and I had gone there together.

back gate

through a memory. The classroom where we sat side by side in the back row. The path lined with old trees

laughing.

strange how empty it felt now. Not just the

the small grove behind the man-made lake. It was hidden enough that no one usually came

the night we’d come here. It was the night

here, saying he had something important to

dark then. We used our phones for light, sitting on the damp grass. He pulled out a small box, and two pieces of paper. We each wrote something – a secret wish, a promise, I don’t remember

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back and

were serious, glowing even

a crooked tree near the water’s

of

intact. I held it in my lap, but I didn’t open

–

better left where they

a

“Goodbye, Ethan,” I whispered.

to the memories. To the girl I was

Ethan’s POV

through the proposal in front of me. The formatting was off, the ideas scattered, and the tone felt like it was written by

over my shoulder, her perfume too strong for this early in the day. Her fingers brushed my arm. “Don’t be mad, baby. I was just

her usual tricks. “We could try

than Olivia, but she knew how to seduce better. She knew