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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Four

작가: Barbara Rose
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-05-23 00:25:16

Blaze wasn't sure what he was thinking.

But what else was new?

When it came to his sister, he never was. There was always so much going on with her that it made it hard to pick just one emotion and stick with it. Somehow, he would always find himself stuck in a whirlwind. Mostly negative - anger, frustration, borderline hatred. Amara just knew how to push his buttons and bring out the worst in him. But still, there were positives. Admiration, curiosity, hope, and despite all else, she always found herself playing with his undying loyalty.

One of these days, he swore he would run out. His patience would snap like an elastic band stretched to its limit, and his blind loyalty being bound by blood wouldn't be holding him back from turning on her for good. He would choose himself, his own sanity. His life instead of hers. For once, he would leave Amara to wolves she called her friends, see how well she does whilst trying to fight off the consequences of her actions all on her own - somethi
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    Blaze didn't know what to do with himself, with the feeling that played in his tightening chest. Heavy, pained, a sense of doom that made his heart threaten to shatter. It was holding on by a thread until it hit him - the gravity of the situation.His sister was gone.Sure, she hadn't exactly been around - had been disowned as far as most people were concerned - after being banished for another of her unapologetically damaging outbursts that had become far too typical, as had this familiar cycle.This wasn't the first time she had been sent away only to return and beg for forgiveness, and of course, she always was. Most times, she didn't even have to ask. Didn't even have to say so much as a coy 'sorry' in order to be welcomed back into her awaiting family - who admittedly had one hell of a soft spot for the baby girl of the family - with open arms and jaded smiles.This time, it wasn't that simple. He didn't make it so easy. He couldn't. He couldn't bring himself to coddle her the w

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Two

    The two freeze in their places, Gio's eyes going wide as he stands tall, seemingly stuck in place with a timid Liviana peeking over his shoulder, looking like a deer caught in headlights.Fuck, she curses. They've been spotted. She was doomed.Her eyes, wide in horror, dart from the man at the end of the hall, to the one who stands in front of her, using his body to shield her from the former as if he was trying to hide her, as if trying to save them.But it was too late. He saw her - them, together - and on the restricted floor, nonetheless.Now, what was he going to do about it?Well, she supposed there was only one way to find out.She was just going to have to ask him.What she was to do after that? Well... that depended on him, his answer - what he was going to do.Taking a deep breath, she slips herself free from Gio's grasp and steps out from behind him, calling out a soft, "hey!" To the guard who lingers at the end of the long hallway, watching, waiting, staring a hole through

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Thirty One

    The voice is unlike any of her usual saviors, but Liviana breathes a sigh of relief at the sound of his voice, nonetheless, and despite the tight, almost bruising hold her father keeps on her cotton clad biceps, she relaxes and turns to greet the new man with a smile.He stands at the end of the hallway, looming broadly by what Liviana notes as her only means of escape.How unfortunate... Still, she smiles, jerking herself away from Alonzo and taking a step in the direction of the other man, the one she hardly knew but trusted a near hundred times more than her own father.She decides to take her chances."Gio! Just the guy I was looking for!" Livi practically beams at the sight of the older brunette man, who's eyes narrow and flick over her with a silent question of what the hell had gotten into her?He doesn't ask. Doesn't think it a good idea, and instead, hums, playing along as if it wasn't the first time they had ever spoken more than a passing greeting in the halls. Sure, they w

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Thirty

    Liviana didn't have the slightest clue as to what was going on. A reoccurring theme around here, lately. The raven having fallen behind in her usual daily due diligence after succumbing to her exhaustion over the past few weeks, taking rather kindly to a kind of "better to leave well enough alone" mentality as of late, and now, too much was slipping through the cracks because of it, because of her.What was even worse was not knowing what had happened to Blaze because of it. She had no idea what had gotten into her husband, what or who had hurt him, but clearly, they had. And now she needed to help him, wanted to heal him, make him feel alright.But he just wouldn't let her."Blaze, please," Liviana begs, twisting the doorknob in a futile attempt at opening the locked door. If anything, it wasn't anything more than an action to prove her desperate - not that he cared, but she wanted him to know that she was here and she was trying. It might not of been much in the grand scheme of thi

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Nine

    Liviana was left stunned, eyes locked on the empty doorway that her husband disappears through with Amara in tow, who he hauls out by her arm."C'mon. Let's go, Amara," Blaze heaves a deep sigh as he pulls his squirming sister along. "Gotta get you out of here."It's the last Liviana hears from him, barely catching the words when catching his eye just before he disappears through the doorway, hauling Amara out with a sorry look on his face. It was clear he regretted letting her in at all, and Livi could see why. Amara had done nothing but waste their time - time that they didn't have in the first place. Not now, not today. And certainly not for her. She could see the sentiment was shared. They were both sorry, both for very different reasons, sure, but sorry, nonetheless. And it was safe to say they would be speaking about this the second he came back.Yes, Amara hadn't said a useful word - not in Livi's definition of the word - and that didn't leave them with much context, much to

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight

    The clock ticked loudly in the corner like the nerves that lit up melodically in her brain, the ones that kept her knee bouncing and her hands twisting cruelly against one another, wringing out her skin like that was the only way she could drain the feeling from herself. She hated to say that this time wasn't anymore successful than her last, and the rough friction left her with nothing more than familiar red marks to lace her soft skin. She winces at the uncomfortable feeling that begins to form in her wrist, huffing as she reminds herself that this was a habit she had to drop, as it never did anything more than hurt her and frustrate her further. Still, she couldn't help the way her fingers would latch her wrist at the first sign of any trouble, not leaving until God - or whatever misfortune they were dealing with during that day - willed her to let go and put her hands to some good use - or at least, some sort of use. She realized that it was hardly ever good, but at least it kept

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