Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 140: His Letter

Chapter 140: His Letter

Olivia's POV

Lennox led me to his room. He pushed the door open and stepped aside, letting me go in first. I was nervous. My steps were slow and unsure. I had no idea what he was about to show me, but I could feel it was going to be something

I turned just in time to see him walk in after me and close the door gently behind us.

He didn't say a word. He didn't even look at me. He just walked across the room, not to the usual safe—the one where he kept my father's papers—but to a different part of the room. He stopped in front of a painting on the wall and slid it aside, revealing another safe hidden behind it.

This safe looked newer. More private.

He typed in a code, his fingers moving with practiced ease. I heard the low beep, then the mechanical click as the safe unlocked.

He opened it, and after a moment of stillness, he reached inside and pulled out a thick, sealed envelope. It looked old. Handled. Important. He stared at it for a second too long, as if whatever it contained was too heavy to hand over.

Then, silently, he turned around and extended it toward me.

My breath caught.

"Take it," he said, his voice low.

I hesitated before walking closer. When I was finally close enough, I reached out and took the envelope from his hand, brushing my fingers against his.

"What's inside?" I asked in a small voice.

Lennox sighed. "I never wanted anyone to see it," he said in a low voice, but I could feel his pain… I could feel the hurt in his voice.

"I don't know why I'm showing this to you," he said, and I swallowed hard. What could really be inside here? What did I really do without knowing? Did I hurt him and his brothers without knowing? At that moment, I searched my memory, but I can't remember doing anything to amount to such level of hate for me.

out of my

me with a hard expression. "Proof," he said. "Of what happened. Of

the envelope in

it," he

with trembling fingers, I started

on my eleventh birthday. This necklace went missing after my fourteenth birthday… I searched everywhere, but it vanished. So how did Lennox end

her on her eleventh birthday, but she returned it to me," he said, and my eyes widened. What does he mean that I

it to him,

into the envelope again, still holding the necklace in

for the first time since I opened the envelope, I saw something shift

to her," he said softly, almost

paper and slowly opened it. The handwriting

the air out of

HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY, OLI.

STAY IN MY PLACE. THAT I'D JUST BE THE PROTECTIVE OLDER BROTHER FIGURE I PROMISED MYSELF I'D BE THE DAY I FIRST HELD YOU AS A PUP AND YOU CLUNG TO MY SHIRT LIKE

AT

I FELT. I FOUGHT IT. SPIRITS, I FOUGHT IT HARDER THAN I'VE EVER FOUGHT ANYTHING. I'VE ALWAYS SHARED EVERYTHING WITH MY

I HATED HOW JEALOUS I GOT WHEN THEY MADE YOU LAUGH. I HATED HOW SMALL I FELT

DIDN'T WANT TO FALL IN LOVE WITH

OLDER. I KNOW THIS IS TOO MUCH. YOU'RE JUST FOURTEEN.

ALL, EVEN JUST A LITTLE… WRITE BACK. YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY MUCH. JUST LET ME KNOW HOW

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, OLIVIA.

TODAY,

BECAUSE YOU ARE.

—LENNOX

I read it again.

And again.