Olivia's POV
Louis poured the wine while Lennox lit the last candle on the table. As I looked around, taking it all in, my heart swelled to the point of pain.
"I don't understand," I whispered, my eyes brimming. "How did you even pull this off?"
Levi smiled gently, his gaze never leaving me. "We did all this throughout the day."
"It's beautiful." I whispered, my voice cracking.
Lennox leaned down, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "You deserve to feel loved, Olivia. Cherished. We wanted to remind you of what we had… and what we can still have."
Levi rested his hand over mine. "You've always been our everything. We just forgot how to show it."
A heavy silence fell over us… not tense but comfortable…
Until I spoke… "I missed you. All of you. So much it felt like dying."
Louis squeezed my hand. "We missed you too, little bird."
That name. That damn name.
It cracked something wide open inside me.