Walking into the Castelli manor - her so called second home - felt like walking into a room where you knew everyone was just talking about you, whispers being passed as they entered before, suddenly, everyone was going so hush you could hear a pin drop. It was nauseating, and by then, Liviana wasn't sure what was worse - the silence or the whispers.Still, she forces a smile through the tension she feels absorbing from the air into her soul, morphing into something sickening and making her stomach churn, and she gives her husband's hand a squeeze, seeking some kind of comfort, some show of support that would keep her from turning and running away right then and there.Luckily, he takes the hint and turns to her with a hushed whisper of his own. "It's alright. I'm here." He assures her that he wasn't going anywhere. He was here to keep her safe, support her, fight for her - for their life together - and no one here was going to stop him. Not his parents, his sisters - not a soul in the
Last Updated : 2025-09-19
