Mated to the Alpha triplets novel Chapter 80

Olivia’s POV

I woke up, wondering why I was feeling so strange until I remembered that I had regained a part of my memories. Everything that I had remembered flashed in front of my eyes like a movie and I immediately felt depressed. I felt as though I was crying, but there were no tears left to cry. 

My sister, I had a sister. And my sister is dead, she's dead and it's all my fault.

Daciana…

I sat up in bed slowly, looking around wondering where I was. And I realized that I was In Logan’s room. I pushed off the blankets that felt like they had been smothering me and slid to the edge of the bed. I stood up from the bed, intending to get some water to drink as my throat was extremely dry and my head hurt. Just then, Logan came in with a cup of cold water.

“You are awake, Liv,” he said.

I nodded faintly, watching with seemingly dead eyes as he approached me. He got to where I was seated and extended the glass of water to me. I took the glass of water from him and gulped down its contents at once. 

“What happened to me? How did I end up in your room?” I asked him as I went back to sit on the bed. He placed the empty cup on the table in his room and sat beside me.

“You were on the floor, sweating profusely as you had fainted. Lucas told me you said your head hurts and when he returned back with the doctor, you had already lost your consciousness,” he said.

“The doctor said you will be fine once you get enough rest. So I need you to lie down and sleep soundly,” he added.

I was silent as I stared at him sadly.

“Are you okay, Liv? Is there something going on that you want to tell me?” He asked, looking worried.

“I regained a bit of my memory,” I said curtly.

“Really? I’m so proud of you, Liv,” he said happily as he pulled me into his embrace. I let go of me when he noticed that I wasn’t happy about the fact that I regained just a little bit of my memory.

“Don’t be too sad, Liv. Your memories will come back to you slowly,” he said.

“I was responsible for the death of my elder sister,” I blurted out, crying.

“What? Aren’t you an only child?” He asked, looking confused.

“I’m not. I remember my sister, Daciana. She died because of me,” I said, still crying.

“I was so naive then and it wasn’t intentional,” I added.

Logan embraced me again, patting my back to comfort me. I cried profusely, leaning on his shoulder. I finally stopped crying after some minutes and I pulled away from Logan. He handed me some tissues to wipe away my tears, asking me if I was okay.

“I’m fine, Logan and thank you so much for lending me your shoulder to cry upon,” I said.

He smiled at me and assured me everything would be fine.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked.

“No,” I said curtly.

“I think you should talk about it with someone. It seems you were traumatized by the incident,” he said, looking at me worriedly.

I stared at him for a while and then explained to him how Daciana was dead because of me.

“I’m sorry about the loss of your sister,” he said after I ended my story.

“You should stop blaming yourself for her death, Olivia. I’m sure Daciana would also want you to be happy. So stop feeling guilty for her sake and be happy,” he said.

“Thank you, Logan. I felt a bit lighter as I had shared the story with you and I will try my best to stay happy as you have said,” I said, smiling.

He smiled at me and then asked if I was hungry. 

“I’m famished,” I replied to him.

He chuckled and then brought out his phone to call the kitchen. He unlocked his phone and my gaze fell on the date on his screen.

“Today is the 27th of May, right?” I asked him.

“Yes, any problem with that?” He asked.

“Today is Daciana’s death anniversary,” I shouted as I stood up from the bed.

That was when I remembered what my parents told me earlier that they needed to be at an important place. 

“They must have gone to visit her graveyard,” I muttered to myself.

I turned to Logan and asked him if I could get a black dress. He went out of the room and after some minutes, he came back with a black gown and black heels.

“Are you going to visit her now?” He asked as he placed the dress and heels on the bed.