Olivia's POV
I didn't want to do it. Not really. But Levi wasn't listening. He stood there, his jaw tight, his eyes filled with that same cold stubbornness that always made me furious. Every word I said bounced off him like it didn't matter. He wouldn't tell me where Lennox was. He wouldn't let me see him. He just stood there, calm, silent, breaking me with his stubborn refusal. I was shaking, not from anger but from fear. Fear that Lennox was gone forever. Fear that Levi had done something I couldn't forgive.
"Tell me where he is," I said, my voice trembling.
Levi's eyes softened, but his answer stayed the same. "I can't."
Something inside me cracked.
"Levi," I whispered, trying one last time, "please… I just need to see him. I won't do the ritual. I swear it. I just want to see him."
His lips pressed into a hard line. "You can't."
That was it. That was the moment everything in me broke.
