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

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

trying to hold in the chaos

you," I said

nodded, and without another word,

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

ago, I realized

door to the library creaked open, snapping me from my thoughts.

the same worried, confused

didn’t say anything

Neither did I.

Just silence.

kind that dripped heavier than any

crossed, his eyes distant. "I still can’t

own parents... they forged

Louis added quietly, "might be

bitter laugh. "What the hell

it does. I keep going back and forth in my head. Trying to find

muttered. "You saw their faces. You heard

I said slowly, rubbing the back of my neck. "That’s what makes it

none of us spoke again. We were each stuck in our

exhaled sharply and muttered, "What

and I looked at

didn’t take

would’ve had to cut ties with her. Let go of

down.

I swallowed hard.

My chest tightened.

I knew the answer. We all

looked them in the eyes. "No," I said. "We

sighed, pressing a hand to

how broken I sounded. "Even when I tried to hate her... it didn’t

was silence again. This

spoke, his

are we finally

I looked at him.

"What?"

my eyes. "That

words punched the

us responded

didn’t want

to

what if she

down slowly in one of the wooden chairs, elbows on his knees,

I clenched my fists.

don’t want

grim. "Neither do I. But

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

wouldn’t just die

Not her.

said suddenly, his voice muffled through his hands. "Who were her real parents? Why would they leave her with Parker? Why would

she was related to us, if they traced her bloodline all the way back to our great-grandmother, then they

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