And we're back with the second official installment of this verse!
Given that I'm still working on getting my health in order, I'm not going to commit to updating on a specific day of the week — rather,
my goal is to simply post once a week since I've got a good chunk of this fic already on (virtual) paper.
I also have another, totally unrelated fic coming out about this time next month, so if you're into both Romitri and the Olympics... Stay tuned for that. ;)
This is the sequel to
. You will be completely lost if you haven't read that already.
The fanfare of worried hugs and concerned how-are-you's from the Belikovs was just as big as Rose had expected,
and between reassuring everyone half a dozen times that she was fine and trying to keep up with the family's usual rapid-fire banter,
Rose was worn out before Olena had finished making tea for everyone.
Read the rest via the link in the description!