Levi's POV
I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands buried in my hair, staring at the floor that looked more and more blurry the longer I stared.
I wasn't crying loudly.
No sobs.
No sounds.
Just silent tears running down my face like they were tired of staying inside.
The night felt cold. Too cold. Even for a wolf.
And for the first time in my entire life, I felt like the villain.
Not because someone called me one…
but because everything I did today proved it.
I dragged my hands down my face and let out a shaky breath.
I hurt Olivia.
I hurt Lennox.
I hurt Louis.
And the worst part?
I didn't mean any of it.
Not a single word came from hate…
They all came from love—twisted, choking, desperate love that I had been holding inside for years.
I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes.
Inside my chest, something felt like it was collapsing.
Like the weight I had been carrying secretly finally smashed me down.
"Why am I like this…?" I whispered into the darkness.
