Olivia's POV
It was time for breakfast, and as much as I wanted to stay in bed, I knew attending was mandatory.
So, to put on an appearance, I asked Nora and Lolita to help me dress in one of my best outfits—a black embroidered fitted gown. My dyed-blonde hair was pulled into a neat bun so my earrings and the accessories around my neck would be clearly visible.
Once dressed, I took a deep breath and headed out with them.
The walk to the dining hall felt long, although it really wasn't. Every step was heavy, as if the walls whispered memories of all I had endured within them. But I kept my chin up.
The guards bowed respectfully as we approached. I ignored them and walked in.
As expected, the triplets were already seated.
The moment I entered, all three of them turned to look at me.
Silence fell across the room.
I kept my face blank, refusing to show any emotion. Not anger. Not pain. Nothing. They didn't deserve to know what I felt.
"Good morning," Alpha Lennox said first.
