All Chapters of Re-Arranged: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One

"I didn't mean it, y'know?"Immediately, a frown twists itself onto Liviana's face, and she freezes. At this point, after nearly two hours of basking in the warmth of each other's arms and murmuring sweet apologies, an explanation was the last thing she was expecting. In all honesty, she was hoping they were past the idea of a conversation at all.Livi tenses up against his side, dropping his hand altogether, abandoning the invisible shapes she'd spent the past thirty minutes drawing into the back of it in favor of picking at her own heated skin instead. Quickly, any comfort she'd found in the quiet of their bedroom or his touch - the feel of his body against hers, acting as some sort of shield, teddy bear, and anchor all in one - was soured by the statement, replaced by a sense of impending doom. God, she always hated this part. The one where they had a conversation, and she said too much, and somehow made 'the worst' get even worse. Still, she forces herself to at least try to bear

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two

It wasn't until noon the next day that Liviana and Blaze finally emerged from their bedroom, stepping out of the safety of their own little world and into the harsh reality of the world beyond their bedroom door. The one that never seemed to welcome them back in with open arms, but instead, more and more issues to tack onto their never-ending list of problems.Blaze sighs, giving the raven's hand a gentle squeeze, his other hand resting on the knob, waiting. "Are you sure you're ready for this, love?" He glances her way, assuring her there's no shame in waiting another couple of hours if she wasn't. "If you need another day to yourself, that's fine, too. They'll understand," he promised, insisting that even if they didn't at first, by the time he was done talking to them, they'd understand perfectly in the end. Or, at the very least, be accepting enough to leave her be. He'd make sure of that much.Quickly, she's shaking her head, swearing that wasn't necessary. "I'm fine, Blaze. Real

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Three

“Are you sure about this?” Blaze asks, lips pulled into a thin line of disapproval while he stares up at the building - some breakfast place where he and his brother agreed to meet. Though he was now coming to regret that decision. “It’s never too late to change your mind, y’know? We could still call them and cancel-“Quickly, Liviana shakes her head, insisting otherwise. “No, we can’t do that,” she says, fixing the man with a frown full of her own disapproval.He scoffs before he can think better of it, asking, “Why the hell not?” Arguing further before she could answer. “It’s not like we won’t have the chance to see or speak to them ever again.”“It doesn’t matter, Blaze!” Livi chides, reminding him of the promises they’ve made. “We told them we’d be here, so here we are,” she nodded up at the restaurant, insisting that since they’d already come all this way, they couldn’t just leave now. “I’d hate to waste everyone’s time like that,” she huffed, her own regret beginning to creep in

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Four

Brunch, in Blaze's opinion, was boring. He'd expected as much when he first agreed to it, of course, but he was sure that it would be bearable, at least. But alas, he was wrong.No conversation or joke had earned an honest smile or so much as a chuckle under his breath, and he knew he would've been long gone by now - his brother and Violet be damned - if it weren't for Liviana, who leant further and further into him with each dreadful tick of the clock until they were practically one, backing off solely for the purpose of eating before snuggling even closer into his side.And there she was - his reason. So strikingly beautiful and kind, sitting under his big, possessive arm like some sort of pretty little treasure, smiling and laughing and entertaining the two he could hardly keep up with over all the noise in his own head. He watches her closely, unable to help it - the way he stares at her. How he finds himself constantly searching for her gaze and how, when he couldn't quite find i

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Five

Liviana and Blaze walked out of the restaurant hand-in-hand, trying to keep their heads held high in spite of the world’s judgment. They could feel it in the weight of all those watchful eyes and the way whispers seemed to chase them around like shadows.She does her best to ignore it all, but even then, Livi can’t help the way she shuffled closer to her husband as they walked, seeking refuge in the warmth of his body and the safety of his touch. He happily wraps his arms around her shoulders, tucking her safely into his side, which, as far as he was concerned, was exactly where she belonged.Blaze revels in the feeling of her being so close, trying to ignore the way his heart kicks in his chest. He could never get enough of this - of her.He notices the way her eyes dart around, nervous and so obviously overwhelmed by the attention, and gives her shoulders a comforting squeeze, holding her closer. “Just ignore them,” he murmured, trying to remind the woman that none of it - the stare

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Six

Finding Armani wasn’t as difficult as it was to try to have a conversation with him once they did. The man, who scoffed and turned on his heel, booking it in the other direction the second he spotted them down one of the aisles, made it impossible with the way he avoided their eyes and ignored every desperate word. Even as Liviana and Blaze huffed and puffed, begging and pleading with the man to listen to them, talk to them, come with them, he wouldn’t. He didn’t so much as bat an eye in their direction, making it clear that he was done. He wanted nothing to do with it - this, whatever it was - anymore. They were officially on their own.Blaze sighs, sick of his brother’s stonewalling after what felt like an eternity of chasing him around the store, rushing through aisles just to keep up with him. “Armani, come on!“ Exasperated, he rushed ahead of the man, cutting off his path once and for all.The two women, who had been lingering behind the two brothers, allowing them a moment to sp

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Seven

"Violet-" Liviana called after the woman, sparing her husband a final glance over her shoulder, torn. She hated that they didn't have time for a proper conversation, and that she never had the chance to ask, "Are you okay?" Before he sends her away."Take Vi home," he ordered without so much as a second thought. "Take her, and I'll stay with Mani, okay?"She wanted to ask if he was sure. If this was really a good idea after he and Armani were already pushing each other around. But he doesn't give her a chance."Go," he persisted, nodding toward the blonde, who'd already begun walking away. "She needs someone right now."She hesitates, watching as the man sighs and starts toward her. "Are you-"He knew what she was going to ask - "Are you okay? Are you sure?" - and he answers before she can so much as get the question out, rushing her along with a curt nod. "Mhm," he hums, reaching out to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear, promising, "I'll be fine. You can go." Because, really, what

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Eight

Liviana chased after her sister-in-law with a sigh, calling quietly, “Vi, wait-“ But it’s of no use. The blonde is already long gone.Inside, she marched through the foyer, stubbornly shaking her head. “No!” she refused, reminding the raven, “You’re the one who said I could stay, so I’m staying.” Violet shrugged, tossing her coat aside with her bag and making herself at home, as if to prove a point. “Unless, of course, you’ve changed your mind?” She turns her way, quirking an accusing brow at the woman, asking, “Is that it? Do you not want me here anymore?”Shaking her head, Liviana insists, “Of course I do! It’s just-““Just what?” She presses, arms crossing over her chest, eyes sharpening into something cold and offended. “What’s the problem, Livi?”“Nothing! There is no problem, I just-“ she cut herself off with a sigh, eyes darting around the foyer, waiting for the moment someone else would inevitably discover them. She knew it was coming - that it was only a matter of time before

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine

Liviana sat silently with her head in her hands, knee bouncing with nerves. “I just... I don’t understand,” she murmured. “Why would she-“ she cut herself off, narrowing her eyes as if she’s missing something she so desperately wanted to see, to know, to understand. But she couldn’t. No matter how many times she replayed the day in her head and went over their conversation, she couldn’t figure it out. Why would her mother lie? Why did she care so much? Who was this so-called friend of hers? Why was he spying on her?Her head felt full, her mind painfully overworking itself with the way it came up with question after question, thought after thought, worry after worry, until she felt like she just might explode.Groaning, she buries her face in her hands, hiding herself behind a curtain of dark hair, as if she would somehow be able to escape the thoughts, if not her own tortured mind. If only it were that easy.Instead, the noise rings in her ears and the pounding in her head worsens, a

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy

Dinner started off slow and awkward as people slowly began to file into the dining room, finding their respective seats around the table as if it were a chore. Liviana had to pretend not to notice the way each and every one of them kept stealing glances in her direction, eyes inevitably drawn to Blaze’s usually empty seat at the head of the table, where he’d typically be sitting and glaring at them as they entered.She tried especially hard to ignore her parents, who kept her pinned to her seat with the weight of their gazes, pretending not to hear them as they whispered questions of “Where is he?” And, “Do you think he’s going to show?” Before the dreaded moment finally came when they decided to ask her to her face.“Honey?” Drusilla called softly, clearing her throat when she goes unanswered. “Liviana, hon-“Her grip tightened around the glass of wine she had been nursing, knowing she couldn’t put it off any longer. Not when everyone was looking at her like that. Worried, suspicious

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