Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 279

Chapter 279: Confession

Olivia’s POV

"Did you fucking let them touch you?!" he roared again, louder this time... so loud I swore the walls shook with it.

I took a shaky step back, my lips trembling, my eyes wide. This was a different Calvin.

"Calvin, please—"

His fist slammed down on the table with such force, the wood cracked and splintered, a jagged line cutting straight through the center.

A maid screamed from the hallway and ran off.

Calvin’s chest rose and fell like a beast barely holding onto its leash. His eyes weren’t just angry—they were enraged.

"You let them touch you..." he spat, as if the very thought of it was driving him insane. "After everything they did... after what they made you suffer..."

"I didn’t plan it," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "It just... happened. I was caught in the moment. My wolf—"

"Don’t," he snapped, shaking his head violently. "Don’t blame your wolf, Olivia. She’s not stupid. You’re the stupid one."

My heart sank. "I’m not defending them, Calvin."

"Could’ve fooled me!" he spat.

He turned away, gripping the edge of the broken table, breathing through gritted teeth like he was trying not to explode again.

Then, without turning to face me, he asked quietly, "Do you love them?"

The question hung in the air like smoke.

I opened my mouth... but no sound came out.

Not because I didn’t know the answer.

But because I did.

And saying it out loud would only anger him more.

So I stood there in silence, trembling.

That was enough for him.

He turned around slowly, his expression unreadable—but his eyes... his eyes were burning with anger.

"You don’t love them," he said coldly. "You’re clinging to them."

I shook my head, but he didn’t stop.

"You think you love them because you grew up around them. Because they were kind to you once. Because you were little and stupid and didn’t know what real love was. You’re not in love, Olivia—you’re obsessed." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Calvin, stop—"

"No!" he cut me off, stepping closer. "You’re mistaking familiarity for love. You think just because they smiled at you when you were little and held your hand, that means they’re yours forever?"

My frown deepened, but I stayed silent.

"Do you even hear yourself?" he hissed. "You’re making excuses for monsters who broke you. Who discarded you. Who humiliated you. And now you can’t let go—not because of love—but because you don’t know who you are without them!"

My lips parted.

But he wasn’t finished.

"You’re chasing ghosts, Olivia. You’re holding onto the past so tightly, you’re blind to the damage it’s doing. You’re trying to rebuild something that was never whole to begin with!"

That broke me.

"I love them," I whispered, my voice trembling. "You’re wrong."

His face twisted. "No. No, you don’t—"

"I do!" I cried. "I wish I didn’t, Calvin. Goddess knows I wish I didn’t. I wish I could wake up one day and feel nothing for them. I wish I could rip them out of my soul and throw them into the sea. But I can’t. I’ve tried. And it doesn’t work. Because the truth is... I love them."

Calvin stepped back like I’d slapped him. His jaw clenched so tightly I could hear the grind of his teeth.

"They hurt you, Olivia."

"I know!" I yelled. "I know what they did. I remember every detail. And I still love them. That’s what makes this a curse."

He turned his back to me, dragging his hands through his hair. "How can you love them when our families have hated each other for decades? We lost a life because of them!"

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