All Chapters of FALLING FOR MY BROTHER'S RIVAL: Chapter 51 - Chapter 56

Sophia’s PovNoah read the message out loud, and my stomach dropped the moment he finished, exhaustion mixing with a fear I thought we had finally left behind. Grace stirred slightly in my arms, and I held her a little tighter, as if that alone could shield her from whatever new shadow this email was trying to cast over our family.“Forward it to Renee,” I said quickly. “Right now. Tonight.”Noah was already typing, his hands moving fast despite how tired he looked. Within minutes, Renee called back, her voice steady even though it was well past midnight.“I saw it,” she said. “Give me until morning before either of you panics. Emails like this show up sometimes, especially after a case gets this much public attention. People want money, attention, or just enjoy causing fear. I’ll trace it first thing.”“But what if it’s real?” Sophia asked, her voice tight. “What if there’s actually something else Victor never told anyone?”Renee was quiet for a moment before answering carefully. “Vi

Sophia’s PovVanessa’s message sat quietly on Noah’s phone screen that night, and though the words themselves carried none of the fear that once accompanied every unexpected message from her, a soft nervous flutter passed through me anyway. Old habits were hard to fully release, even in peaceful times.“She says it’s about Tyler,” Noah said, setting the phone down carefully. “Not Victor. Just Tyler.”“That’s different,” I said slowly, allowing myself to feel something closer to curiosity than dread. “She’s never reached out like this before.”We called her the next morning, and her voice carried a gentleness I hadn’t fully heard from her until now, softer than during our earlier, more cautious conversations.“I found a box while cleaning out my mother’s storage unit,” she explained. “It’s mostly old photographs, but there’s something else in there. Letters. I think they’re from Tyler.”My breath caught. “Letters to your mother?”“I think so,” Vanessa said. “I haven’t read all of them.

Sophia’s PovSpring turned into summer, and our lives settled into something so peaceful it almost felt unfamiliar. Grace had just turned two, chasing after Tyler with fierce determination every chance she got, and Tyler, now six, had become the proudest big brother in the entire building, teaching her simple hockey moves in our living room despite my constant reminders to be gentle.One afternoon, while sorting through old mail that had piled up on the kitchen counter, I found an envelope with no return address, my name written across the front in neat, careful handwriting I didn’t recognize.“Noah,” I called, turning it over slowly in my hands. “Did you order something? There’s no name on this.”He came over, studying it with me, both of us feeling a small flicker of old caution before quickly reminding ourselves that Victor was gone, that Holt was gone, that every danger from our past had already been resolved.“Open it,” Noah said gently. “It’s probably nothing.”Inside was a sing