Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 471: Cheating Death

Olivia’s POV

Today was day five, and honestly, I hadn’t seen much change in Lennox since the last time he called my name. But I was still hopeful. We had two more days left, two more chances to bring him back.

The witch had warned me that the fifth night was always the hardest, the night when the spirit began to struggle between staying and returning. So I sat by Lennox’s bedside, not wanting to leave his side.

His face looked peaceful, too peaceful. It scared me.

"Please, Lennox," I whispered, brushing my fingers across his cheek. "Don’t give up on me now."

The witch began her chants, the same low ancient words that made the air tremble. I closed my eyes, holding his hand tightly, and repeated the same prayer I’d whispered every night: "Find your way back to me."

The room felt warmer at first, then suddenly cold. A strange pull began in my chest, like something inside me was being tugged forward, drawn into a place that wasn’t here.

Before I could speak, everything went dark.

When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t in the room anymore. I was standing in a forest, but it wasn’t real. The air shined like smoke, and the trees looked like shadows of themselves. Everything felt heavy, quiet, lifeless.

"Lennox?" I called out. My voice echoed far into the mist.

Then I saw him.

He was walking ahead of me, barefoot, shirtless, his figure glowing faintly in the dark. But his eyes... they were empty, like he didn’t see me. He kept moving forward, deeper into the mist, toward a strange light in the distance.

"Lennox!" I ran after him, my feet sinking into the cold ground. "Please stop! It’s me, Olivia!"

He didn’t stop. It was like he couldn’t hear me.

I pushed harder, my chest burning as I tried to reach him. But no matter how close I got, he stayed the same distance away. It was like the world itself was keeping us apart.

Then, suddenly, a shadow moved behind him—tall, dark, formless. It reached for him, its hand curling around his shoulder.

"NO!" I screamed, sprinting forward. I tried to grab him, but my hand went right through him like mist.

He turned then, slowly, and for a second, I saw his eyes again—alive, full of confusion. "Olivia?" he whispered.

Before I could answer, the shadow pulled him back, and everything around me shattered like glass.

shaking, sweat covering my skin. The witch was still chanting beside me, but

you see?" she

fighting," I whispered. "But something’s holding him there.

is the spirit of death, Olivia. We

heart pounded. I stared at Lennox’s still face. What price? What

ask, the door burst

rushed in, their eyes wide. "Olivia!" Levi called, his voice rough

them, still breathing hard. "I-I saw him," I stammered. "I was there, where he is. But there

darkened. "You went there? You

to," I said quietly. "It

his hair, his jaw tight. "This has to stop, Olivia. You’re getting

fine," I snapped.

think we don’t see it? Every drop of blood you give

feeding off your life force. If the balance

don’t care what it takes. I already lost him

yourself! You’re willing to trade your life for his?

then I noticed the pure fear

can’t watch you kill yourself for him," he whispered. "I’ve already lost one

moment, none of us spoke. The room was so quiet, only Lennox’s weak heartbeat and my trembling breath filled

want to die," I said softly. "But if

shoulders shaking. Louis reached for his arm, but he

there frozen,

The air felt heavy, thick with

was calm

Lennox for a long moment before turning to me. "You know," he

not understanding at

Lennox. That’s love, I get it. But what about

he took a deep breath, his jaw tightening. "You talk like his life is worth more than ours. But we’re all bound together,

swallowed hard, the weight of his

then shook his head.

and walked out of the room, his footsteps echoing

again. Alone with Lennox’s still

by my desperation to bring Lennox back. But how could

against Lennox’s chest. His heartbeat was weak but steady. That tiny