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All Roads Lead to Home16 MONTHS LATERRosie's art career had grown to be quite successful. After her first showing, she gained a lot of attraction and with the help of the contacts she had made, she continued to grow a client-base who commissioned her for personal art pieces. The more her art got noticed, the more people would reach out to her. She had already had some of her work displayed at multiple different exhibitions in numerous cities.She was doing more than well enough for herself.She had now gotten her degree and stopped working for Eloise. She was on her own, continuing to build her career in the art world.Paris had become home to her. She made friends, she had a boyfriend, the small town she lived in knew all about her - as if she was the town's very own celebrity. The town was small and well connected, everything at a walking distance. She had grown to become well acquainted with almost everyone - the local barista she would get coffee from every morning, the libraria
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Beginning Again"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"All morning Tamara had been offering to go apartment shopping with Rosie who kept turning her down. Now, Rosie, Tamara, and Aatalo sat at the local coffee shop just before Rosie was going to head out to see the first apartment on her list. "Don't you have plans with Josephine?"Tamara had the summer off before she would start her first real job at a law firm. She had every intention to make the most of the summer, spend every day with her cousin and friends.Rosie, on the other hand didn't have much time. She had a to-do list of dozens of errands she needed to start getting done - starting with finding an apartment. She had a meeting set with Michael later in the week, planning a surprise she hadn't told anyone about yet.Tamara frowned. "Yes but I can cancel. I gave your room away and now I'm sending you to find a new place on your own."Although Rosie had made plenty of friends in Paris, she also spent a lot of her t
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With Moving, Comes Baggage"Rosie?" Anthony's voice came out in a whisper. It was as if her were seeing a ghost, entirely unsure of what he was seeing and if he were seeing right at all.Rosie blinked. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. She was just as stunned as he was."Rosie?" Angela peaked her head out of the apartment, giving Rosie a confused look as she wondered why she was still standing in the hallway. "Did you change your mind about seeing this apartment?"Rosie turned to look at Angela, still gaping like a fish out of water. "I...""Rosie!" This time when Rosie looked over, Ryder was rushing up to her with open arms. He pulled her into a hug before she had a moment to register a single thought.Ryder had known Rosie was coming back because Aatalo had told him. He just didn't know when.Anthony, on the other hand, had no idea. He was in complete shock, confused by how or why she was here at all.Behind Rosie's back, Tamara had made it clear to the boys that they shou
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To or To NotDays had passed and Rosie had signed the lease to her new apartment - the same one she had seen Anthony and Ryder at. It was the best place she had seen while staying in her budget. Although she was worried that Anthony could potentially move in down the hall, she couldn't give up this apartment.She sat on the ground, unpacking boxes with the help of Tamara.Rosie reached into a box that was filled with some of her favourite books. She froze when she pulled out a familiar novel - the one Anthony had gifted to her.Rosie's mind had been all over the place since she ran into him a few days ago. She still couldn't understand what exactly she was feeling but she knew that all her old feelings for Anthony were only resurfacing. Those feelings never truly went away to begin with."You're in love with him."Rosie looked up to see Tamara staring down at her with her arms crossed over her chest.Rosie placed the book down and busied herself by continuing to rummage through the bo
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Old Company, Old Comforts"I'll admit, I was surprised you called.""You were? Why?" Rosie sat across from Blaze the local coffee shop, the two of them seeing each other after over two years.Blaze shrugged lightly. A carefree smile rested gently on his lips. "We didn't stay in contact much after the first year. I figured you moved on with life.""Moving on doesn't meaning leaving everything behind, Winters.""Good point," Blaze leaned back in his sip, swirling around his iced coffee in its cup. He peered at Rosie thoughtfully. "How is it been being back?"Rosie pursed her lips in thought for a moment. She sighed, shrugging her shoulders unsurely. "I thought it was okay. I'm not sure anymore."Blaze frowned. "Don't tell me Morelli still has your heart."Rosie's gaze snapped up to meet Blaze's eyes. She was taken aback. "Why would you say that?"Blaze shot her a flat look, tilting his head. "If there's something troubling you now that you're back, I'm going to place my bets on it being
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A New SideAs soon as Rosie stepped into the apartment where the party was being held, she wanted to turn around and walk right out. Music was booming so loud the walls were vibrating, lights flashed all colours, and the apartment was packed with so many people it felt like there was no air in the room.Blaze looked down at Rosie and saw the distraught look on her face. He nudged her lightly. "Maybe we should get a drink in you.""Yes, please." Rosie followed him through the apartment, squeezing her way through many sweaty bodies. This was anything but formal and sophisticated, the types of parties Rosie was used to."You've changed," Blaze noted. He leaned against the counter as he poured drinks into plastic cups.Rosie laughed softly. She knew she had changed. A year ago, she would have never stepped foot into this apartment or accepted a drink. "I'm trying to step out of my comfort zone.""How is that going for you?"Rosie gave Blaze a dull look. "I hate it."Blaze snickers, extend
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Fogged MemoryRosie woke up the next morning with the worst headache she had ever experienced. She couldn't open her eyes because of the sunlight that seeped through the window and blinded her vision.She groaned as she rolled over, when she noticed a glass of water and some aspirin sitting on her bedside table.She smiled weakly as she grabbed her phone and shot Blaze a text.Thanks for babysitting me. Appreciate the hangover help.A few minutes later, she was completely bewildered by Blaze's response.Darling, I didn't make it through the front door.Thank your lover boy. Fucking asshole.Rosie shot up straight in her bed. Lover boy? She didn't have to think long before understanding that Blaze was referring to Anthony. She laid in her bed for a long time and desperately tried to remember anything from the night before but everything an hour into the party was a giant blank. Not even a blur, just a blank."Have you talked to Anthony?"Tamara groaned into the phone. "You're calling m
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Sober Feelings, Drunken ConfessionsAnthony leaned back into Tamara's couch, slowly sipping on a beer. "She's not going to come over, right?"Tamara opened a bag of chips as she plopped down on the couch beside him. "No. She had a bunch of meetings with Michael and clients today."Anthony nodded his head slowly before exhaling a long sigh. "She's different. She's changed."Tamara laughed lightly, cocking her head to the side. "Paris changed her, Anth. For the best, I think. She's more confident and sure of herself, not as afraid to speak what's on her mind.""That's for sure," Anthony mumbled quietly, staring down at the coffee table as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. "It's... good. I'm glad she's become stronger. Sometimes I just feel like I can't recognize her anymore, like I don't know who she is anymore.""Because you don't."Anthony turned to look at Tamara. His eyes swirling with many conflicting emotions. "I don't."Tamara sighed, shrugging softly. "She's no
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