Semua Bab My Triplet Alphas: Bab 141 - Bab 150

  Ava's POV Irish and Zayne just sat there looking at me. They didn't say anything when I asked where Steve was. I looked at them again, waiting for an answer, but they both just looked away from me. I was getting worried. Why weren't they talking to me? Their silence was making me feel scared. Something bad must have happened. Maybe they couldn't find Steve at all. Maybe something terrible happened to him in the woods. "Please," I said, my voice getting shaky. "Just tell me what happened. Is Steve okay?" Irish looked at Zayne, and Zayne looked back at Irish. It was like they were having a conversation with their eyes, but I couldn't understand what they were saying to each other.

  Ava's POV I couldn't believe Steve had actually left. Even after Zayne and Irish had spent what felt like hours trying to calm me down, trying to explain that he just needed space, I still couldn't wrap my head around it. How could he just walk away like that? How could he leave me standing there, confused and hurt, without even trying to work things out? The drive home felt like it took forever. My mind kept replaying the scene over and over again. The way Steve had looked at me with those pained eyes, like he was carrying some enormous weight on his shoulders. The way his voice had broken when he begged me to let him be alone. The way he'd pulled his arm away from my grip and walked away without looking back. I tried to push the thoughts away wh

Steve's POVI sat in the back corner of the library with Bella. Bella was explaining something about our upcoming project, her voice a steady murmur in the quiet space, but I couldn't focus on a single word she was saying. My mind kept drifting back to that moment earlier when I had seen Ava across the courtyard.The look on her face when our eyes met was burned into my memory. She had looked so hurt, so broken, and it was my fault. I had put that pain in her eyes. When I saw her standing there, watching me with Bella, I could practically feel the waves of hurt and confusion radiating from her even across the distance.I should have gone to her. I should have explained that Bella was just a friend, that we were working on a class project together, that it meant nothing. But instead, I had looked away like a coward. I had walked away with Bella, leaving Ava standing there with that wounded expression on her face."Steve?" Bella's voice cut through my thoughts. "Are you even listening

Writer's POVVanessa rested on the hospital bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling tiles as she tried to count them for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. The sterile white room felt suffocating, and despite her body's need for rest, her mind was restless. She had been patiently waiting for the triplets or even Ava to come visit, but the hours seemed to drag by with painful slowness.The boredom was eating away at her sanity. She shifted uncomfortably against the pillows, her body feeling confined by the hospital environment. Where were they? She understood they probably had their own lives to attend to, but the silence and isolation were beginning to weigh heavily on her spirit.A soft knock interrupted her brooding thoughts, and she looked up hopefully as a nurse entered the room with a warm, professional smile."Good morning, Vanessa," the nurse said cheerfully, stepping closer with a small medication cup in her hands. "How are you feeling today? Are you ready to take your

Ava’s POV Steve led me down a long hallway, his hand hovering protectively near my elbow without actually touching me. I could feel the tension radiating from him with each step we took, and it was impossible to ignore how his shoulders seemed to carry the weight of the world."This is the guest room," he said softly, pushing open a door to reveal a beautifully decorated space with soft cream walls and a large, inviting bed. "There are fresh towels in the bathroom, and if you need anything at all, just call for one of us."I turned to face him, taking in the way his jaw was clenched and how his hands kept fidgeting at his sides. The nervous energy coming off him was almost palpable."Steve," I said gently, reaching out to touch his arm. "Are you okay? You seem really nervous."His eyes widened slightly, and he immediately shook his head. "No, I'm not nervous. I'm fine. Just want to make sure you're comfortable, that's all."The lie was so obvious that I almost smiled. He was trying s