Chapter 124: Never Got To Open THEM
Chapter 124: Never Got To Open THEM
Olivia's POV
I blinked at Lennox's question, pretending to think deeply.
"Hmm… other memories?" I tilted my head slightly, letting my fingers play with the edge of the blanket. "Well… I remember when Gabriel and I were younger, we used to sneak into the pack house kitchen at midnight just to steal cookies. The chef would always pretend not to notice." I gave a soft, fond laugh.
Lennox stiffened.
Levi's brows twitched, and Louis looked down at his hands.
I had done that with all three of them.
I continued, my voice light and dreamy. "Gabriel used to braid my hair when I was ten. He wasn't very good at it, but he always tried. Once, we ended up tangled in my ribbons for hours."
I glanced up briefly, watching their expressions shift into shock, pain.
That day had been with all three of them… and it was hilarious.
"There was a time," I added, as if reminiscing warmly, "Gabriel helped me build a treehouse behind the pack house. It was crooked and ugly, but I loved it. We spent the whole summer in that treehouse, pretending we were explorers."
The silence in the room thickened.