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," I

you, Lennox. I just... I saw you breaking, and I wanted to be

to hold in

I

and without another word,

wall, shutting my eyes... my mind replaying that kiss over and over. Damn it, why did it feel so good and so

I realized Olivia—the girl I’d loved my whole life—might be related to me, and now I’ve

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

the same

didn’t say

Neither did I.

Just silence.

that dripped heavier than any words

finally leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, his

parents... they forged those

Olivia..." Louis added quietly,

let out a bitter laugh. "What the hell even is our

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

Levi muttered. "You saw their faces. You heard

rubbing the back of my neck. "That’s what

of us spoke again. We were each stuck in

exhaled sharply and muttered, "What

I looked at him

take it

continued, his voice low and bitter, "we would’ve had to cut ties with her.

down. "Would we,

I swallowed hard.

My chest tightened.

I knew the answer.

eyes. "No," I said.

sighed, pressing a hand to his

be our cousin, and I still wouldn’t have been able to 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 to her, all she had to do was look at me and I—" I shook my

again.

his voice

are we finally

I looked at him.

"What?"

met my eyes. "That

words punched the air out of

of us responded

want to say

to believe

she was

of the wooden chairs, elbows on his knees, head

I clenched my fists.

want to," I

sat across from me, his expression grim. "Neither do I. But what if

and all I could think of was the possibility that Olivia might

just

Not her.

"Who were her real parents? Why would they leave her with Parker?

she was related to us, if they traced

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