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Chapter One Hundred ans Thirteen

Author: Barbara Rose
last update publish date: 2025-03-07 02:34:56

"What is he doing here?"

Liviana is met with the question the second she slips into the room, her footsteps faltering at the sound. The raven spins around, eyes catching on her husband, who sits in the darkened corner of their bedroom. "Oh- Blaze," she breathes out his name, pressing a hand to her chest at the suddenness of his question. She hadn't expected him to be here, waiting. If anything, she thought he would have left - ran. "You scared me," Livi mutters, sighing at the thought. "Again..
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  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Six

    Liviana stepped out of the bathroom with one goal: to forget everything.Forget her husband, and their marital problems, and that one broken promise that seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back, though she had no idea why.Why did today feel so different? So detrimental? So disappointing it could’ve felt like the end of the world? Maybe the end of her marriage?It was one broken promise, one letdown out of many, and she couldn’t fathom why it felt the way it did. Why it hurt so badly, worse than all the other heartbreaks she’d faced throughout their relationship before. Why it felt more like a warning sign than anything else. A promise of what was to come - that ending she knew all too well. The one where they argued, fought, said something unforgivable, and found themselves right back where they started. Back to living their own separate lives beside each other, as if there were some sort of invisible line they couldn’t - shouldn’t - cross. Not again. Not after what happen

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Five

    The moment dinner was adjourned, Liviana jumped out of her seat so fast you would think it was on fire. She abandoned her plate, which was still full, just as she claimed to be, and ignored the way Violet and her parents called after her when she fled.She swiped her bag from the front door and made a beeline for the stairs, taking them two at a time. “Blaze...” she mumbled to herself, already pulling out her phone and texting his number, demanding answers.Where was he? Was he okay? Why wasn’t he answering her? When was he coming home? Who was he with? Was it Armani? Was Armani okay? Should she be worried about them? About him? Why wasn’t he picking up the phone? Why would he do this to her?Why would Blaze break his promise? And worse, why would he ignore her? All she wanted - no, all she needed was to know that he was okay. That he was alive. Safe - and maybe even happy - wherever he was, even if it wasn’t with her.She huffed as she typed, rushing through the halls without so much

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Four

    Dinner passed by in a blur, smoother once the tension settled, the chaos dissipating into quiet conversation as everyone tried to ignore the elephant in the room - Liviana and her obvious lies.The raven sat in silence as they ate, merely poking at her own food as her mind ran in circles, eyes darting toward the clock every couple of seconds as if it held all the answers.Where the hell was Blaze? Why wasn’t he here? Was he okay?God, she hoped he was okay.But what if he wasn’t? What if he were hurt? What if he was out there somewhere, scared and alone, and she was just here, waiting for nothing? For a man who would never come? Blaming him for being late - for forgetting about her - when he might’ve had no other choice? What if that sinking feeling in her stomach was right, and something was wrong?The thought made her stomach churn, and her appetite turned practically non-existent.Violet watches her closely, a small frown tugging at her lips as she sees her drop her fork, pushing h

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Three

    The man shifted nervously where he stood, perched against the brick walls of the old bar, finger hovering above the button while he second-guessed everything.What if she didn’t answer? What if she did, and everything he feared came true? The thought of hearing her say it - that she hated him, that she couldn’t - wouldn’t - forgive him, and that he’d finally lost her for good - was enough to rattle him, changing his mind in an instant. He locks his screen and pockets his phone, dropping his head back against the wall to breathe.His hands shake by his sides, and he pauses, squeezing them into tight fists in a weak attempt to stop it, sucking in a deep breath as if to help. “C’mon,” he murmured, blinking up at the sky and trying to remind himself that he was perfectly fine. Physically, at least. “Just breathe, idiot,” he cuts himself off with a sharper breath, dropping his head forward this time and closing his eyes.The thought of needing another drink crosses his mind, needing someth

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Two

    The pub was loud, filled with the sounds of its most loyal patrons - a pack of mouthy drunks that could never bear to tear themselves away from their favorite place. The ones who turned it into a makeshift home, filling it with music and laughter and the constant sound of chatter, taking full advantage of the place that never closed.It’s those same people who made Blaze and Armani feel so welcomed - so safe as to lose themselves in the music and drinks, letting their guard down for once in their lives because, as far as they could tell, no one here cared enough to tell. No one cared about who they were or what they do. Not really.That’s why the pair of brothers kept coming back, turning the bar into their haven whenever life flipped them on their heads, because even on their worst days, the bar always seemed to welcome them back in with open arms.Today was no exception. Blaze and Armani walked into the bar with their heads held high, the bell ringing above the door to alert the sm

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter One Hundred and Seventy One

    Blaze and Armani were more than just brothers. They were friends, too. Best friends. Confidants. And there wasn’t anyone else in the whole world who proved to be as loyal or kind. There wasn’t anyone else they could trust. Not with their deepest, darkest secrets or the emotions they could never quite name, but always seemed to tear them apart.And although the Castelli’s weren’t the best at handling their emotions and putting their feelings into words, there was always some sort of understanding between the two brothers - a special kind of connection that made it so they didn’t even have to try. Not to speak or listen, or look for whatever underlying clues hidden between the lines. Not when they knew each other so well. Better than anyone else ever had or will.Instead, the two would sit, and they would share a drink - or rather a bottle of whatever they chose for the day - and they would drown out their sorrows until, eventually, whatever was bothering them would come up to the surfa

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter Sixty Two | The Stubborn Sound Of Silence

    Liviana Castelli grew up in chaos.In a quiet house with loud people, she was raised in a constant contradiction. Being told to be kind by the people who treated her as though they had never even heard the word. Taught to behave yet watched her parents make mischief every chance they got. Hearing eve

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter Sixty One | Good Girls Don't Get Arrested

    Liviana was always admired for being such a good kid.She was patient, kind, caring, respectful, quiet, and, most importantly, obedient. She was smart and had a pretty face- a rare combination of brains and beauty. And she was well liked.She was easily controlled, and she never complained, cried and

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter Sixty | And It Went Down Down Down

    Liviana had always taken pride in her independence.From a very early age, she was taught how to take care of herself- or more so; she had no choice but to learn. So, she taught herself. And by ten years old, she was confident she could live all on her own.She could cook, clean, and look after hersel

  • Re-Arranged   Chapter Fifty Nine | One In A Million

    Empathy.It was something many people claimed to have, though often failed to use.They would call themselves empaths. Walking around with a kind smile and doing little deeds that would allow them to claim the title of being a good person, and they would wear it like a crown. Acting as though they wer

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