Olivia’s POV
His arm wrapped around my waist, tight, protective, and warm. The other hand came up to my face and wiped my tears with his thumb.
"Don’t ever say that again," he muttered, his voice low... deep... almost angry but tender at the same time.
I blinked at him, stunned.
"You are not useless," he said. "You are the strongest woman I know. The most powerful. The bravest. The only one who never gave up on us even when we gave you every reason to walk away."
My throat closed. His voice was soft... but full of emotion I hadn’t heard from him in a very long time.
"You fought for this family when we didn’t deserve you," he continued. "You stood between us when we were ready to tear each other apart. You tried to teleport even when it hurt you. You love those kids more than your own life."
He touched my cheek again... gently.
"Don’t ever say you’re useless," he whispered. "Don’t ever insult yourself like that. Not in front of me."
His thumb brushed my cheek again. "You’re not useless, Olivia. You’re everything."
I swallowed hard.
His eyes...
His voice...
His hand on my cheek...
His arm around my waist...
Suddenly everything else faded.
The fear.
The guilt.
The panic.
The pain.
All gone... just for a moment.
And all I saw was him.
All I felt was him.
This man I loved so much.
This man I missed so deeply.
This man I wanted to hold onto forever.
It hit me all at once—I missed him.
I missed this.
I missed being close to him.
His eyes dropped to my lips.
Mine dropped to his.
For a second... I forgot everything.
I forgot the kids.
I forgot the pain.
I forgot the war.
It was just me and him.
Just us.
My heart thudded painfully as I leaned in slowly... his arm tightening around my waist like he wanted me closer—wanted me—
But before our lips could meet—
The door flew open.
We both jerked our heads around.
Levi stood there.
I jumped in shock, my whole body jerking away from Lennox’s lap as if someone poured cold water on me.
I stumbled to my feet fast, wiping my face, fixing my hair, and trying to look normal.
But Levi was already standing in the doorway.
Staring.
His eyes moved from me...
to Lennox...
to how close we were.
Then he scoffed.
A deep, bitter scoff.
"You two must be kidding me..." he said, his voice low but sharp. "Even now? Even at a time like this?"
Then he turned sharply and stormed out.
My heart dropped.
I ran after him immediately. "Levi—wait!"
I reached the hallway as he kept walking fast, his shoulders shaking with anger.
"Levi!" I called again, my voice trembling.
He didn’t stop.
But I finally caught up... grabbed his arm... and he froze.
Very slowly, he turned his head toward me.
His eyes...
His eyes were filled with pain.



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