Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 161: Damien Wasn’t Joking

Louis’ POV

A suffocating silence filled the room. None of us spoke. None of us even looked at each other. The air was heavy with guilt and pain—so thick it was hard to breathe.

Levi stood by the wall, both palms pressed flat against it, his head hung low like the weight of the world rested on his shoulders. He looked like a man torn between two impossible choices.

I turned my eyes to Lennox. He was at the window, arms folded tightly across his chest, his back turned to me. From the way his shoulders were stiff, I knew he was holding everything in—his anger, his pain, his shame.

We didn’t need words to understand each other. Whatever they were feeling... I was feeling too. The regret. The confusion. The ache that came with losing her.

But we couldn’t keep standing here like this forever.

Someone had to speak. And since they wouldn’t, I did.

"I didn’t know you guys sent her a confession letter too," I said quietly, breaking the silence.

Levi slowly raised his head, but didn’t turn.

Lennox didn’t even move.

"I thought I was the only one," I continued. "I thought I was being smart. I saw how you both looked at her. I knew Lennox liked her... he always lit up when she was around. And Levi... you practically worshipped the ground she walked on."

My voice cracked, just a little.

I wrote that letter to her without

Because none of us knew... none of us had any idea... that we all sent

regret filled my entire being. "And when I got that forged reply, I was pained. Those words in that letter almost made

hated my brothers... I hated that Olivia loved them

out with them, but Lennox and Levi refused to say anything? I racked my brain... trying to think of reasons they’d hate her, just like I did, but I couldn’t pinpoint it. But now it was clear... they also

that letter made me want to compete with you both... but after much thought, I realized it wasn’t worth it. You’re my brothers, and it wasn’t your fault if Olivia wanted you two and not me..." He paused, sighed, and shook his head. " That letter... it felt off. Why didn’t I notice it? Why didn’t I take a critical look at it?" Lennox

continued to face the wall. "When I first got the letter,

turned around, his eyes red and glossy, filled with everything he

words were so cruel. Hurtful. Not like her at all." He paused, his eyes dark with memory. "It shattered

was the handwriting... it was exactly hers. I had to pick out one of the funny notes she

long shadows across his face. "I think we were all broken in our own way after those letters. I kept asking myself... why her? Why would she hurt me like that?" He turned his head slightly, just enough to look at us over his shoulder. "And

letter end everything I felt for her. I didn’t even try to

hands. First, we need to find out who forged those letters. Second—Uncle Damien... I just hope

him off. "He is serious, Levi... I can see it in his eyes...

more firmly, rising from the chair. "No. You’re wrong. Uncle Damien loved

you think he is, Levi. But I saw it. I saw the way he

said, stepping forward. "Sofia was the love of his

bitterly. "Exactly. And Olivia is just like her. The same kindness, the same spark, the same spirit. Damien doesn’t just see Olivia—he sees

flared. "Don’t say that! Don’t you dare compare them like that. Uncle Damien would

something a normal uncle does? He looked our

was probably joking! You

Lennox barked. "This is not a joke. He wants her. And if we don’t do something, he’s going to take her—just like he