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?

know,"

anything from you,

to hold

you," I said

and without

that kiss over and over. Damn it, why did it feel so good

broken sigh. What the hell is happening to me? Minutes ago, I realized

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

the same worried,

didn’t say anything

Neither did I.

Just silence.

dripped heavier than any words

opposite wall, arms crossed,

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

Louis added quietly, "might be

"What the hell even

doesn’t make sense, man. None of it does. I keep going back and forth in my head. Trying to find a hole in the story. Something that would prove they were lying. Something that would

"You saw their faces. You

said slowly, rubbing the back of my

We were each stuck in our thoughts. Memories.

sharply and muttered, "What if Olivia

I looked at him

take it

he continued, his voice low and bitter, "we would’ve had to cut

down. "Would

I swallowed hard.

My chest tightened.

knew the answer. We all

"No," I said. "We wouldn’t have. I

a hand to his

Hated how broken I sounded. "Even when I tried to hate her... it didn’t work. Even after everything we did to her, all she had to

was silence again. This one

his voice

finally accepting

I looked at him.

"What?"

met my eyes. "That

the air out of

of us

want to

want to believe

what if she

one of the wooden chairs, elbows on his knees,

I clenched my fists.

don’t want

I. But what if

heart sank, and all I could think of was

just

Not her.

thinking about it," Louis said suddenly, his voice muffled through his hands. "Who were her real parents? Why would they leave her with Parker? Why would Dad hide it

than they’re saying," Levi muttered. "They’ve known it for years. If she was related to us, if they traced

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