Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 141

Chapter 141: Not Me

Chapter 141: Not Me

Olivia's POV

With trembling fingers, I reached into the envelope and pulled out the last paper.

It was folded neatly, like someone had taken their time with it. But the moment I touched it, I felt sick. Like something was wrong. Like my soul already knew this would hurt.

This was supposed to be my reply.

But I never wrote a reply.

Still, I unfolded it.

My eyes scanned the

And suddenly, I couldn't breathe.

No.

No, no, no.

This wasn't me. I didn't write this.

But the words… the words felt like knives. Every sentence hurt more than the former. They were mean. Cold. Cruel.

I couldn't believe anyone would say these things to Lennox. Not even someone who hated him.

But this letter—whoever wrote it—pretended to be me.

In this letter, I didn't just reject him. I hurt him… I tormented him. The words were words that could kill anyone… they were words that hit Lennox in all the wrong places. It was perfectly crafted to hurt him… perfectly crafted to kill and destroy him.

Tears filled my eyes.

I read it again, even though it broke my heart.

My hand started to shake. My knees felt weak. The letter slipped from my fingers and fell to the floor.

move. He didn't say

carried this

this—and worst of all, all these years, he thought it came from me. It could have been kinder if the person who wrote this letter had plainly rejected him, but he or she didn't do that. Rather, they did something

killed my loving

before I could stop it. I covered my

poured out

he hated me… why he derived pleasure in causing me pain. All that was revenge—to get back at me for my supposed words. This was why he went for Anita, my best friend—to flirt with her

never

I couldn't stop crying.

and now I was just bleeding all

letter… it didn't just hurt me—it destroyed

for the first time, I truly understood what Lennox

though I didn't write those words, even though I knew deep down they didn't come from me… they still had my name on them. My handwriting. My necklace.

was enough to make

to make

looked up at Lennox, my vision blurry with

hurt him anymore. Like he'd already bled dry a long time ago. But I could feel it. I could feel his pain like it was echoing in my

believed she wrote that?" I

flinched. Just slightly. But it

said those things to

could ever… ever say

pounding in my chest.

supposed to

to me. If he really loved me

blinking fast as tears filled

And he decided I was a monster because of

head. He didn't even give me a chance. He just

All because of this?

held the letter up, my hand trembling. It felt like it weighed a thousand

write it?" I said. "What

her handwriting. And see what she

and tell him the truth—that this was never me—but Lennox will

convinced that I did this and won't believe until I provide evidence

guilty, I have to give proof. Proof that it wasn't me… that I never opened that box, that it got missing. I have to gather enough evidence so that when I tell him it wasn't

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