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Chapter One Hundred and Fifty

Autor: Barbara Rose
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"What the hell was that about?"

It's the first thing Liviana hears through her haze, flinching where she stood perched up against a wall, head bowing in an effort to keep herself hidden behind a curtain of her hair - as if that could protect her from the situation that surrounded her or the people, whose eyes she can feel piercing through her every couple of seconds. It isn't until she hears the question - hears their voices - that Liviana begins to relax ever so slightly, feeling those sharp eyes flit away from her, offering her a moment of relief.

It's short-lived when, suddenly, there's a hand on her shoulder and she's being spun around and her hearts dropping all over again, eyes blowing wide in a split second of panic when she's hit with the thought of 'not again' until her eyes meet his - her husband's, and the shriek she could feel bubbling up in her throat dies in favor of releasing a thankful sigh. She didn't think she could ever be happier to see the man than she was in tha
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  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Seven

    The car ride continued in a suffocating silence that neither of those two stubborn souls would break, no matter how badly they might’ve wanted to. Eventually, it gets to both of them, and after a while, they’re left with nothing but a dreadful pit of regret digging itself deep into their stomachs, making them feel sick.It seems to hurt Blaze the most as, the moment the car stops, he’s hopping out so fast you’d think it was on fire if you’d seen him - seen the way he runs from it, from her and the stressful silence that felt more like silent hatred than anything else. And he just couldn’t stand another second of it.Livi watches him as he goes, sighing as, slowly, she unbuckles her seatbelt and goes to follow him inside, prepared to try to make things right. She couldn’t help the way she flinched when the front door slammed shut behind him instead.Obviously, he wasn’t in the mood to wait for her today. In fact, it seems as though he was done with her.The raven huffs at the thought,

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Six

    Blaze and Liviana left without so much as another word, fleeing the penthouse hand in hand and in a silence that spoke volumes. They were both utterly exhausted, and although they were relieved to find themselves safely tucked into the solitude of his car after such a long, demeaning day, there was something left unsaid, something that was rotting away in between them that tainted any sense of comfort they could've found from the space. Instead, as soon as they're inside, settling into the tension-packed car, the silence begins to eat them alive. Livi's mind raced faster than the car they were in, practically running in circles with all those same thoughts, all the same dreadful scenarios that haunted her perspective on life. All those little doubts and her greatest fears, and the 'what if's' that kept her up at night and made her sick with worry. Worried that she'd done something wrong, something so awful that this - whatever this was, whether it was some kind of sick joke or karmic

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Five

    Liviana wasn't sure why she was so nervous to see her husband again - it had only been two hours since she'd left him at the family manor, after all. It hadn't been long at all, but for some reason, it felt like an eternity. It felt like she could be walking into the arms of a totally new person, and she worried if she would even know it or if she'd still be as clueless as she was when they first got married, missing every sign he'd sent her until it seemed to be almost too late. Almost. Still, despite her unwavering nerves and that vindictive voice in the back of her head that spoke ruthless nonsense, lie after lie about how he didn't want her - he hated her now, and he meant what he said before, about being sick of her - and endless words of ridiculous cruelty she forces herself to ignore, she marches forward. She takes a deep breath, denying each and every negative thought her sick and twisted mind tries to force on her as she waits at the elevator doors, every passing second feel

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Four

    It didn’t take the two women more than an hour for them to collect themselves. They showered, cleansed themselves of both blood and bad energy, and changed their clothes, taking no more than a second or two more than they had to in an excuse to gather their bearings before they were meeting back up in the living room and, suddenly, it was time to have that dreadful conversation that, in the end, wasn’t all that dreadful.As soon as the two sat down and the silence slowly but surely began to fade, taking any awkwardness or tension with it, the conversation flowed between them easily. Naturally, even. Like they were always meant to be here and do this - speak, listen, and understand each other. Help and support each other. Like it was fate that they were the last two sisters standing. And who knew? Maybe it was. Fate certainly sounded better than the alternative - Amara and whatever Masterplan she was trying to execute this time. At least, Livi sure thought so. But from the sounds of it

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Three

    The car ride was filled with an awkward silence and a million unanswered questions that had Liviana's head spinning with worry - mostly for her husband. Where was he now? Would he really come home? When? What would it mean when - if - he did? Would he be different? Would this change their lives - their marriage - as they know it? Was her life about to change forever again, and she didn't even know it?God, she couldn't even imagine the change, the damage, the turmoil, of whatever was to come. She couldn't stomach the thought of another day spent trying to clean up the mess left behind when her life, once again, was flipped upside down and she was thrown for a loop like it was a fun sport for the divines that made her. The ones that put her here in the first place. The same ones whose plan she's always tried to trust and believe in, even on her worst days, but now... Now she wasn't sure they had anything more than a very sick, very cruel sense of humor, and a taste for trouble, for som

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Two

    It felt like a million years had passed by while Liviana sat in that car, stuck, and by the time she heard another peep from anyone inside that dreadful house, she could've sworn she'd driven herself mad a million little times by now, all with thoughts of him - her husband.Was he okay? Would she see him again? Of course, she knew she would. But that didn't stop her tortured mind from throwing all the possibilities at her, no matter how slim and unlikely. So, she couldn't help but wonder, what if something happened to him and she really was the last to walk out that door? What if that was the last time she saw him? What if that was the last time he saw her? Running away from him? Leaving him behind? For... what? For his family to tear apart like they would any other helpless victim of theirs? Like he wasn't their son? Their brother? Her husband? Would he think that she'd let them? That she just abandoned him?God, just the thought was sickening, and it almost had Liviana ready to jump

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