Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 125

Seeing that Olivia was having a headache, from our barrage of questions, we decided to let her be. So we left her room and walked into the study. I went straight to the bar, grabbed a bottle of dry gin, and poured myself a drink.

Did she never open them?

My heart raced–confused and heavy.

But… that couldn’t be right.

“I… I got a response from her,” I said quietly, my voice rough with uncertainty.

Levi turned to me, his eyes wide. “Me too,” he said. “In fact, I got a response from her just two hours after we gave her the gifts.”

Louis nodded slowly. “Same here. And her response made it clear she saw my gift.” 4

We all went quiet again.

That didn’t make sense.

If she never opened the gifts… how did she respond to us?

Louis rubbed his forehead. “Maybe her memory really is messed up,” he muttered. “We should remember, she’s not the same. Her memory isn’t stable anymore.”

But I shook my head firmly. “No. That’s not it.”

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Levi spoke too, sounding just as sure. “She remembered the wrapping. The exact colors. Down to the ribbons.”

“She didn’t guess,” I added, thinking aloud.

Louis sighed. “She remembered it clearly. But… she said it was from

Gabriel.”

There was a long silence.

“She must’ve confused him with us,” Levi said. “Maybe that’s how her mind filled in the blank. We gave her those gifts. Not him.”

I nodded slowly. That felt more real.

Louis still looked torn. “But… she said she lost her father that day,” he said.

“That’s not true. He didn’t die; he was arrested.”

My stomach twisted.

“Yeah. She might be wrong about that, but remember–he could have been hanged that day if Father hadn’t intervened. Maybe her memory clung to that,” Levi said.

Louis didn’t respond.

I stared at the floor for a moment, then looked up.

“What was in them?” I asked suddenly. “Your gifts. What did you two give her?”

They both froze.

That question had been buried for years.

Ever since her fourteenth birthday, we’d all stopped sharing our ideas like

we used to.

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We used to plan it together, ever since Olivia turned eight. We’d each get her something and help wrap it. Sometimes we’d even compete over who got the best reaction from her.

But that year… that year was different.

We kept it secret. All three of us.

We refused to show each other.

Even I didn’t let them see mine.

I looked at them now, hoping they’d finally say it.

But Louis glanced away. Levi’s jaw tightened.

Neither spoke.

So I didn’t push.

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But I was more curious than ever.

What was in those boxes?

!HOURS LATER!

Night had fallen, but my mind refused to rest.

I tossed and turned in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to force myself into sleep. But it wouldn’t come.

Too many thoughts. Too many memories.

Too many questions.

I sighed deeply, dragging my palm over my face.

Then… a knock.

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