Chapter 100: Confessions
Levi's POV
I could see the confused but curious looks on Louis and Lennox's faces as they both stared at me—waiting. For a moment, I wanted to take it all back, to keep playing the game. But I saw no point anymore. I had already achieved what I wanted.
"Actually… I have two confessions to make," I said.
Lennox raised a brow, clearly intrigued. Louis folded his arms, the muscle in his jaw tightening as he waited.
I took a deep breath, stepped into the center of the room, and stood there. A moment of tense silence stretched between us before I finally spoke.
"I've been the one sending those gifts," I said, loud and clear.
Lennox blinked. Louis frowned. Both looked utterly confused.
"There is no secret admirer. Olivia doesn't have a lover." I paused. "It's been me. This whole time. The flowers. The teddy bear. The lingerie. All of it. I sent them."
Silence.
Then Lennox's eyes narrowed. "You what?"
"I sent them," I repeated, slower this time. "I just… I wanted to see if she'd smile. I wanted to remind her she was loved—even if it had to be anonymous."
Louis stared at me like he didn't recognize me. "You let us believe someone else was trying to steal her. You made it look like she had a lover."
"Yes," I responded firmly. "And I had my reasons for doing that."
Lennox frowned, his jaw tightening. "And what's your fucking reason, Levi?"
I met both their eyes, no longer backing down. "To make you two jealous."
The words hit the room like a slap.
Louis stiffened, eyes narrowing dangerously. Lennox scoffed, disbelief flashing across his face.
"To make us jealous?" Louis repeated, stepping forward. "You played games with her emotions—for us?"
"Don't twist it," I shot back. "I didn't play with her emotions—I played with yours."
Lennox crossed his arms. "Why?"
"Because neither of you were doing anything!" I barked, my voice rising with frustration. "I wanted you two to realize that you still love her no matter what!"
Louis looked like he wanted to argue, but I didn't give him the chance.
"You both noticed the gifts. You both reacted—hell, it wasn't until you thought Olivia had a secret lover that you even considered stepping up. You suddenly wanted to fight for her. You started sending your gifts, checking in on her more, being present. I saw it. She saw it."
Lennox glared at me. "So this was all a setup?"
"Call it whatever you want," I said. "But it worked."
They both looked furious—but deep down, they knew I was right.
"And that brings me to my second confession," I continued, looking at my brothers. For a moment, I wanted to keep it to myself. But I couldn't anymore.
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