## Ronan's POV
The air in Kaelen's room grew heavy as my brothers stared at me, waiting. My heart hammered against my ribs as I realized there was no going back now.
"The gifts Seraphina's been receiving?" I took a deep breath. "The roses, the teddy bear, the lingerie... they're all from me."
"What?" Orion's voice cut through the silence like a blade.
Kaelen's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing. "What are you saying?"
I stood, unable to sit still under their scrutiny. "I'm saying I'm her secret admirer. I've been sending everything."
"Why?" Kaelen demanded, his voice dangerously low.
I ran a hand through my hair, pacing the room. "To make you jealous. Both of you. To make us all see what's been right in front of our faces this whole time."
Orion shot to his feet. "Are you out of your mind?"
"No," I said firmly. "For the first time in years, I'm thinking clearly. We've been living a lie, brothers. Pretending we hate her when we don't. Not really."
