[elledusautoir]

"Maybe they hide them? I know I did that when I was little, hide the goodies so I could snack on them later."

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"Well I should hope not. I should hope I taught them better than that." She shot a gaze to her girls, practically mentally scolding them as they shyly peered back at her. 

  "If a snack is what you seek, you girls know you can ask for one later. I should hope I'm not being lied to." She reprimanded in a gentle yet motherly tone.  She returned her attention upon the passerby. "Forgive me, I'm not sure we ever met...Olivia Flynn." 

[the-lovely-lisette]

Lisette sits down with Olivia, “They are getting so big now aren’t they?”

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"That they are." She beamed, handing over a juicy ripe pear to her old friend. "It's good to see you Lisette." 

[darcellabelmonte]

A homeless crackhead probably stole it all whilst you weren’t looking so he could feed his unicorn. You can’t have nice things in Launceston. 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"You make a very good point." She grimaced, eyeing her daughters and the blanket. "Well if that is true, at least he won't go hungry for another day." 

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

You should..erm..Take girls.. I’ll just…wait for you in my..uh..apartment.. Yeah… I don’t live in the mansion so.. I’ll give you the address..

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

She nodded taking in his response. She furrowed her brow, taking note of his hesitation, his stutter and the mention of not being in the mansion any longer. "Oh...okay, you can just text it to me then. I'll gather the girls are you...do you need anything? Can I help you unpack, get you settled back in or...?" She made it clear she was worried about him, taking a gentle hold of his hand, thumb brushing along the back of it. 

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

"Liv."

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

  "Hey." She couldn't help but laugh a little, a bright smile upon her face as she pulled back, cupping his face to take in the familiarity. "Girls are waiting, thought we could have a picnic? Enjoy the sunshine? Or did you want to get some rest first? I don't want to bombard you, you just got back and all...I just missed you." 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"Goodness, who knew two growing girls could devour so much food. I could have sworn this picnic blanket was filled with all kinds of goodies minutes prior." 

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

[to paparazzi] Can you just leave me alone, please? No photos.. No photos, get that camera away..

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

Standing at the edge of the crowd, she smiled, waving at him lightly.  "Hey, stranger." 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

[private]

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

For over a month now he, ever since Harrison went missing, Viktor felt unspeakably lonely and drained. It was a blank state of mind and a feeling of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown.

When he kissed her, it felt like she was an answer for a question he’d been asking for a very long time.

So he let himself go. Pulled himself out from the depths of mind-wrecking thoughts and let himself get lost in her scent. His hands were holding her cheeks, and he pulled back just to look her in the eye. His chest was heaving as he said,

"Thank you…for being here,"

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

The three little words she yearned to whisper to him were numb against her tongue. She stood there dazed, gawking back at him, hoping, praying, that the heart palpitations she felt weren't only on her behalf, that maybe, just maybe he felt them too.  Maybe, just maybe he loved her still. Maybe just maybe, she could make things right. Her having fled, run from him.  She had been so entirely foolish.  Now more than ever, she wanted to cling to him.  Selfishly, she wanted to draw him in and keep him close and never let him leave again. 

  Her eyes dwindled from his beautiful hues upon his lips, then returned upon the sight of his glorious gaze. She took in a deep breath and shook her head, creating a light dimpled grin as she shrugged and whispered in response: "you really don't have to thank me. Because of you, I'll always be here." She sheepishly addressed, tears formulating in her eyes. She could feel her heart melting and breaking all at the same time.  Delicately, she drew her fingertips along his cheeks, up through his hair line then cascaded them gingerly along his facial features, just soaking him in. "I'm so sorry...for everything you've been put through, for everything you have had to deal with. But, I'm here. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." She practically pleaded with him.  She didn't know how foolish it would be now to admit how she felt within the depths of her heart. For now, she kept that to herself though she wondered if by her delicate touch, by the way she stared at him then, if he knew. She loved him.  She never had really stopped. 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

[private]

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

The sweetness of her kiss had a soothing effect on him. He looked into her deep eyes and thought of everything they’d been through together. How long he’d known her. Olivia was not the only friend he had, but she was his biggest hope. Because he brought her back. Because she survived.

"Help me," he whispered above his breath, "help me stay sane, or I think I’m losing my mind."

His hand grasped hers and pushed her back. 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

As his soft words hit her ears, she nearly collapsed right into his arms...but she was so absolutely worried about him. She was going to do just what he said, help him, get him some ice, a drink, water, vodka, whatever he needed...and then...he pulled her in, he purposefully placed his lips back against hers in which she'd nearly lost her breath.  She clang to him delicately, her arms slinking around his shoulders, grasping him to her. She'd missed him. She had missed him so much, everything hurt. Everything in her blood stream, her heart, her chest, her mind. And here she was completely enraptured in him. 

She wanted to push back, if only for his sake. His mind was muddled, it would not have been fair to him or to her but...his lips just felt...right. It felt right, kissing him.

[racingheart]

[amessofcontradictionsinadress]

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[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"All those arrows you threw, you threw them away. You kept falling in love and then one day, When you fell, you fell towards me. When you crashed in the clouds, you found me. Oh, please don’t go. I want you so. I can’t let go. For I lose control. Get these left handed lovers out of your way. They look hopeful but you, you should not stay. If you want me to break down and give you the keys, I can do that but I can’t let you leave. Oh, please don’t go. I want you so. I can’t let go. For I lose control."

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

[private]

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

"I’m angry. I’m so angry right now that it hurts. It physically hurts. Is it ever going to be enough?" and for the first time in a very, very long years Viktor screamed. He kept hitting the wall with his fist clenched, until his knuckles started to bleed. 

"I’m sorry…I’m sorry… I just can’t contain it any longer. I’m sorry for waltzing in here and disturbing you, but I haven’t talked to anyone and it’s driving me insane." he kept apologizing, his breath still unsteady.

"I’m losing everyone and everything one by one… Every time I think it’s over. I can finally be happy, it all comes crashing down."

"I can’t…I just…I can’t.."

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"Vik---Viktor...VIKTOR!" She watched him attack her wall, so helpless, unable to hinder the clear frustration oozing from his thoughts. The anger controlled him as he just lost it. For a moment she took a step back, allowing him the decency to think things through. Then, she stepped forward, tears in her eyes, she took a gentle hold of his broken hands peering down a the bloodied knuckles and sighed, a single gasp of air, before she stepped forward and pressed her lips to his.  "You can." She whispered as she pulled back, batting her lashes for her eyes to open upon his. In a way her expression read: you saved me, won't you please let me save you?   She furrowed her brow, gawking down at his broken flesh.  "Let me get you some ice." 

[lorenzo-mastronardi]

@Mancini Loyalists

[lorenzo-mastronardi]

I’m a selfish person, yes I know this. 

First off, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to have kids, but thanks for thinking I would. 

Gracie is innocent…okay, okay so there are innocent people in this city. I’ll admit it, happy? 

We’re on two different sides here, Olivia. My job is to hurt people, to make them cry and bleed on the floor. It’s what I do and boy do I love it so yes if Sal or Angelo told me to execute that woman I would’ve done it in a heartbeat. But like I said, I’m 98% sure it wasn’t us.

I’ve got something to live for, believe me, I do. I’m just handling it in a different way. 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"That is not something to pride yourself upon, young man." She heard the words fall from her lips, nearly astonished at her own intonation. But she kept with it. "You never know, things happen, lives change. People change.  You would've done that to her? No questions asked? And if they asked you to come for me? You follow blindly, a blind loyalty, Enzo...and that is treading on very thin, thin ice. If you're not careful? You'll be the one in the body bag. Not them." 

  "Or worse, your own family. The people you care about. The reason you live...whomever, whatever that is. You're not doing a very good job of protecting it. Sacrificing yourself is one thing. But really truly living for something is another. You can't live...just to die." 

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

Text @ Olivia + Lissy.

Lisette: Are you up for a girls night at my house? I have wine...

Olivia: I'd have to get a sitter...you could come over here? Bring the wine! I'll put the girls to bed early!

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

[private]

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

I’m losing it, Liv. What does this keep happening to me? Why? What have I sinned that I’m being punished again and again?

Aleksandr has Harrison and he’s never gonna let him out. 

Public hates me and why? Because I’ve slept with more women than anyone else? They adore fucking murderers and psychopaths and somehow they hate me. 

What is wrong with the universe?

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"You're not losing it. The world is just a messed up place. Humans are tricky creatures. Some are created evil, others far more innocent. And there are those in between. We're...stuck.  ...Wait...Harrison is....he's what? No....Does--does Hugo know?"  She processed the information, shutting the door to her office before facing Viktor once more, nearly trembling at the thought.  "We'll never be safe..." she whispered. 

[h-o-l-l-y-w-o-o-d-l-o-v-e]

[viktor--petrovsky-blog]

I wanted to say I am sorry. I acted like a jerk last time we spoke.

[olivia-callaghan-blog]

"Oh. W--well. The uh-- the chocolates were a lovely gesture, Viktor. Thank you." 

"I was almost afraid they might be poisoned." She playfully added.