Levi's POV
Lennox's gaze followed the girl until she disappeared into the night.
Then he looked back at me.
And the anger in his eyes faded.
What replaced it was worry.
"I hope what she said isn't true," he said quietly. "Levi… tell me you weren't trying to kill yourself."
The words hit harder than any punch.
I scoffed lightly, forcing a shrug. "She got it wrong. I just needed air. That's all."
His eyes didn't leave my face. He was searching. Reading me.
"You swear?" he asked.
"I swear."
For a long moment, he said nothing. Then he nodded slowly.
"Good," he said. "Because if I even think you're a danger to yourself, I won't let you wander off alone again."
I huffed. "Yes, big brother."
He frowned. "I'm not your big brother. I'm literally five minutes older than you."
I smirked faintly. "Still makes you big bro."
For a split second, something soft touched his face.
A smile.
God.
I had missed that smile more than I knew how to admit.
