Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 130

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Olivia’s POV

I stepped out of the bathroom and found the healer waiting at the door. Our eyes locked, and I swallowed hard. I couldn’t tell whether he truly believed I’d lost my memory—or if he knew I was lying and had simply chosen to go along with it.

“How are you feeling today?” he asked.

I swallowed again, slipping into my act even though something deep down told me there was no need. “I’m… fine,” I whispered, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

He nodded and glanced at Nora and Lolita. “Could your handmaids give us a moment?” he asked.

I blinked, confused. Why did he want them to leave?

“Is there a problem?”

The healer shook his head. “No… I just want a private session with you. That’s the same thing I told the

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Alphas.”

I still didn’t think there was any reason for Nora and Lolita to leave, but I had to respect his request. I gave them a small nod, and they returned it before quietly stepping out.

The door clicked shut behind them, and an eerie silence settled between the healer and me. He didn’t speak. Just stood there, watching me with eyes far wiser than I’d originally assumed. I sat motionless, my heart thudding too fast.

He finally stepped forward, setting his satchel on the bedside table, but not opening it. Instead, he turned to face me directly, his expression unreadable.

“I’ve been a healer for over thirty years, Luna Olivia,” he said calmly, folding his hands in front of him. “Do you really think I wouldn’t recognize when someone is acting?“>

My heart dropped to my stomach.

“I… I don’t know what you mean,” I tried to whisper, but the words were dry, lifeless.

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He smiled faintly, not unkindly. “You’re good. Very good. Most wouldn’t have noticed. But I’ve watched countless faces–real pain, real confusion, real trauma -and yours?” He paused, tilting his head. “It’s practiced. Controlled. Too deliberate. I knew the moment I examined you… you hadn’t lost your memory.”

I couldn’t breathe for a moment. My fingers curled into the bedsheets.

“Then why…” I finally managed to whisper. “Why did you go along with it? Why didn’t you tell them?”

The healer’s expression softened.

“Because I believe you have your reasons,” he said simply. “And more than that… I saw everything, Olivia. Everything that happened to your family. Your father’s arrest… you and your mother demoted to omegas.”

I blinked, my vision going blurry. My throat closed up.

“I was there that night,” he continued. “I saw the pain in your eyes when your father was sentenced to life imprisonment… I saw everything, and I knew he was

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innocent, just that I had no proof of it.”

Tears stood in my eyes… it was really nice to know

that someone apart from my mother and I believed my father was innocent.

He took a small step closer. “I wished I could help then, but I couldn’t. So when you woke up pretending to remember nothing, I saw the eagerness in your eyes. That spark of someone with a plan. And I decided… if you were trying to survive again, the least I could do was not get in your way.”

Tears slipped silently down my cheeks, and I didn’t bother wiping them.

“You have no idea how much that means to me,” I

whispered.