Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 242

Chapter 242: A Letter

Lennox’s POV

God, I wanted to pull away.

I wanted to end this madness.

But I couldn’t.

The kiss... it felt so damn good.

Too good.

Her lips were soft, warm—nothing like Olivia’s, yet somehow they still made my heart clench the same way. I hated it. I hated how my pain found comfort in someone else. But I didn’t stop.

She didn’t either.

My hands slid to her waist before I could think, and she leaned into me like she belonged there. The way her fingers curled against my chest... the way she exhaled like she had been holding her breath for hours...

It should’ve felt wrong.

It was wrong.

But at that moment, I didn’t care.

Because kissing her made the screaming in my head go quiet.

Just for a second.

Just enough to breathe.

But when we finally pulled apart, both of us breathless, the silence between us was louder than anything I’d ever heard.

Her eyes met mine, filled with a thousand questions neither of us had the answer to.

I looked away first, stepping back like I’d just been burned. The cold air rushed between us, but it did nothing to cool the heat rising in my chest.

"I... I didn’t mean to do that," I said hoarsely, running a hand through my hair.

"I know," she whispered. "Me neither."

A pause.

Then her voice, quiet again. "But... did you regret it?"

I hesitated.

My heart screamed yes.

My lips stayed silent.

Because truthfully... I didn’t know.

Did I regret it?

Did I feel guilty?

Was this betrayal to Damien?

don’t know," I

I don’t expect anything from you, Lennox. I just... I saw

my jaw, trying to hold in the chaos surging

I

and without another word,

over and over. Damn it, why did it feel so

it, Lennox... she’s your uncle’s wife," I breathed out with a broken sigh. What the hell is happening to me? Minutes ago, I realized Olivia—the girl I’d loved my whole life—might be related to me, and now I’ve kissed Rebecca, who’s family.

library creaked open, snapping me from my thoughts. I looked up to see my

wore the same worried, confused

say anything at

Neither did I.

Just silence.

heavier

arms crossed, his

Levi muttered, pacing slowly. "Our own parents... they forged those letters. Lied to us.

added quietly,

out a bitter laugh. "What the hell even is

I keep going back and forth in my head. Trying to find a hole in the

"You saw their

said slowly, rubbing the back of my neck.

again. We were each stuck in our thoughts. Memories.

and muttered, "What if Olivia was

I

didn’t take it

and bitter, "we would’ve had to cut ties with her. Let go of everything we felt. Of

looked down. "Would

I swallowed hard.

My chest tightened.

I knew the answer. We all

"No," I said. "We

hand to his

let her go," I admitted. My voice cracked near the end, and I hated it. Hated how broken I sounded. "Even when I tried to hate her... it didn’t work. Even after everything we did

again. This one

spoke, his voice quiet,

are we finally

I looked at him.

"What?"

eyes. "That she’s

punched the air out of

of us

didn’t want to say

to

what if she was

in one of the wooden chairs,

I clenched my fists.

don’t want to," I

his expression grim. "Neither do I. But what if this is true... what

think of was the possibility that

just die

Not her.

muffled through his hands. "Who were her real parents? Why would they leave her with Parker? Why would Dad hide it

more than they’re saying," Levi muttered. "They’ve known it for years. If she was related to us, if they traced her bloodline all the way back to our great-grandmother, then they must’ve found names.

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