Olivia's POV
"Perhaps she's heard the rumors… maybe she knows I was once mated—married—to the triplets. Maybe that's why she isn't happy with me being here. Maybe she doesn't want me for her brother…"
If that was the case, then… I understood her.
A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. I inhaled quietly, and from the scent alone, I already knew it was Gabriel.
"Come in," I called gently. "The door's open."
The door creaked as it pushed open. Gabriel stepped in and closed it quietly behind him. He gave me a warm, welcoming smile before walking over to the bed and sitting beside me.
"So… do you like your room?" he asked.
I smiled and nodded. "Yes. But it's a bit too extravagant for someone like me," I added with a small laugh.
Gabriel chuckled. "You deserve more than that, Olivia," he said, his tone sincere.
I looked down, his words making my heart warm for a moment. A comfortable silence settled between us—quiet, but not awkward. Just peaceful.
