Chapter 47
Olivia’s POV
“How could everything go so wrong?” I whispered to myself, pacing back and forth in my bedroom. My heels clicked against the hardwood floor, and I clenched my fists tightly, my nails biting into my palms, and forming a crescent line mimicking the ends of my nails. No matter how many times I replayed the last few days in my head, the outcome did not change. Dominic knew. He knew he was the father of Samantha’s twins, and now, he could not seem to stay away from them.
This was not how it was supposed to be.
I sank onto the edge of my bed, burying my face in my hands. Every breath I took felt shallow with each exhale carried with frustration. I had imagined this going differently, so differently. I thought Dominic would be angry. Furious, even. I thought he would storm into Samantha’s life and rip her apart for hiding the truth from him. And I thought he would be grateful to me for showing him the light, for helping him uncover the truth.
But instead… instead, he turned all his focus onto them. Those kids. And her.
I ran my fingers through my hair, tugging slightly as tears pricked at the corners of my eyes. “He was supposed to choose me,” I muttered with a cracking voice. “After everything I have done, he was supposed to choose me.”
I felt invisible now, like I did not even exist in Dominic’s world anymore. All his attention, all his care, it was for them. The twins and Samantha. Not me. Never me. My stomach churned as a sick, twisted ache settled in my chest. I could not believe this. I wouldn’t believe it.
The door creaked open, and I stiffened, quickly wiping my eyes as my father stepped inside and his eyes immediately landed at
“Olivia,” he uttered with a mix of sternness and concern. “I have been hearing you pace like a caged animal for the past hour. What is going on?” he asked.
I glared at him, my anger bubbling to the surface. “What’s going on?” I repeated bitterly. “Everything is falling apart, that’s what’s going on.
He raised an eyebrow, stepped further into the room, and closed the door behind him. “Be specific, sweetheart. What exactly is falling apart?”
1 let out a sharp, frustrated breath, gesturing wildly with my hands. “Dominic! He does not care about me anymore, Dad. All he cares about are those stupid kids and that woman. He knows they are his, and now he can’t stay away from them!”
My father’s expression hardened after a flicker of surprise on his face. “That’s not possible,” he said firmly. “The twins aren’t
My throat tightened as panic surged through me. The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “But they are his.”
His eyes narrowed sharply. “What did you just say?”
I fraze for a moment, my breath catching in my throat. I knew my father would be furious to learn this, but there was no point in lying now. The truth was out Dominic had been his golden boy prepared for me, and he did all he could to get him, for me. Yet now, everything seemed to be crumbling down.
I swallowed hard, my voice trembling as I admitted, “The ritual. We performed a ritual to confirm their paternity, and it revealed that Dominic is their father.”
For a moment, my father did not say anything. He just stared at me, his jaw clenching as he processed what I had just said. When he finally spoke, I could sense the underlying fury in his voice. “You performed a ritual?”
I nodded, my stomach twisting painfully “I had to,” I said quickly, trying to justify myself. “I needed to know the truth. Dominic needed to know the truth. But I did not think it would end like this. I thought he would be furious at Samantha. I
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