Watch Me Win, Alpha

Chapter 16

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

of us moved. His face

dad,” I said

narrowed. “What

“What about you?”

“I’m your husband.”

you really need more suits? Or did you

up. His lips parted like

slipped into my

the front door close and the sound of his

today. I didn’t think he would even notice the wardrobe-but today, he did. Well, it’s just a matter

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

It was Sunday.

keys, and

Ethan and I had

parked near the back gate and walked

paths we used to take, slowly, like I was walking through a memory. The classroom where we sat side by side

laughing.

strange how empty it felt now. Not just the campus. My chest

lake. It was hidden enough that no one

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

saying he had something

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

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we’ll come back and open

were serious, glowing even in the

together, right under a crooked tree near the water’s

of the box appeared. I brushed the soil away care- fully and pulled

held it in

–

better left where they belong

the box for a

“Goodbye, Ethan,” I whispered.

memories. To the girl

Ethan’s POV

front of me. The formatting was off, the ideas scattered, and

this early in the day. Her fingers brushed my arm. “Don’t be mad, baby. I was just getting

tricks. “We could try something else now… here?”

knew all the tricks. But right now, her blunder was too much to be

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