Olivia's POV
The room felt different now. For the first time in a long while, it wasn't filled with anger. It was quiet, gentle—like after a big storm when everything is still, but you can finally breathe again.
Tears slid down my cheeks as I gave a shaky smile. "Thank you," I whispered. "This is all I ever wanted—for us to stop hurting each other."
Lennox rubbed a hand over his face. When he looked at me again, his eyes weren't hard anymore. They were tired and open. "No more fights," he said softly. "I promise."
Levi lifted his head, his voice low. "I promise too. No more jealousy. No more harsh words. I'll work on it." He looked at Lennox with guilt in his eyes. "And no more accusing you. I was wrong."
Louis smiled. "Then we start over," he said. "Together. We're not perfect, but we'll keep trying. For you, Olivia. For all of us."
My heart squeezed so tight it almost hurt. Relief. Love. Hope. For the first time, I felt like maybe—just maybe—we could really fix this.
