Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 287: Let’s Start all over

Lennox’s POV

"Olivia... what are you doing here?" I asked, stunned.

She was the last person I expected to see right now, wrapped in nothing but a blanket, her hair tousled, and cheeks still flushed from whatever had happened before she came here.

But she didn’t respond.

Instead, she walked toward me in silence, her eyes unreadable in the low firelight. My heart hammered in my chest, confused and aching all at once.

Then, without a word, she climbed onto my lap and curled into me—her head resting gently against my chest.

I froze.

For a second, I didn’t breathe. I just held her there, stunned by the feel of her on me.

Then my arms moved on instinct, wrapping around her tightly. I cradled her like she was something breakable. Something I’d nearly lost.

Her heartbeat thudded softly against mine, steady and close.

And even though my mind was a mess of questions and pain... I held her like she was my world.

Because she was.

Because no matter how much it tore me up, no matter how jealous or broken I felt—this was still Olivia.

My Olivia.

I lifted her gently into my arms, her weight featherlight, her scent already soothing my pain. I buried my face in her hair, letting the silence say what I couldn’t.

For a long moment, we stayed like that, wrapped in each other, in silence. The warmth of her body against mine, her soft breaths tickling my neck, the steady beat of her heart grounding me.

And still, I couldn’t speak.

I didn’t want to ruin this moment. I didn’t want to ask questions that might break whatever fragile peace this was.

So I just kept holding her, burying my face in her hair again, breathing her in like she was air and I’d been suffocating.

Then, softly... she spoke.

"Do you remember when I was thirteen?"

Her voice was quiet, almost a whisper, but I felt the words vibrate through my chest.

I nodded slightly, not trusting myself to speak.

wouldn’t stop shivering... everyone panicked. Even my father thought they’d have to send me

I remembered.

Of course I remembered.

voice. "You picked me up and held me like this... right against your chest. You didn’t even let

clinging to me, crying from the heat

laugh. "Levi and Louis kept begging me to let them take a turn. They said you needed rest.

the ache in my

she whispered, her fingers curling lightly against my shirt.

at the

if you were tired... I

pressing my lips to the top of her head, letting her

feel that way now," she whispered.

closed my eyes, breathing her in again, letting my arms tighten around her like I

thought I could

She was home.

feelings for you... for your brothers never changed... they are still the

eyes... why did Olivia

than a whisper. "What you did to me... what you three did to me... I should’ve walked

one like a blade sliding

It was love.

Undeserved, unwavering love.

She still loved us.

Even after everything.

the tremble in her voice, the way her hands clutched at my shirt like she was trying

breathed. "Goddess, I tried. I wanted to. I needed to.

her lashes like fragile

raw and honest. "Since the day I realized the way I

never stopped loving you, Lennox. Not for one second. Not when you rejected me. Not when you hurt me. Not even when I tried

down her cheeks, low, silent streaks of heartbreak—and I couldn’t

Then another. Then another—until I was kissing her cheeks like I could

mine. "I need to hate you. I should hate you. Our

with emotion. I pressed my forehead to hers, closing my

at me.

over," I murmured, my voice raw. "You, me... Levi, Louis. Let’s go back to the

confusion flickering in her tear-filled eyes. "We can’t just erase everything that

know," I said softly, brushing a thumb along her cheek. "And we’re not trying to. But we can’t keep pretending the past didn’t

like the weight of those words

you. And just saying

tightened around

maybe," I whispered, "if we stop running from it, if we face it together... maybe we

looked up at