Mariana finds out the husband she grieved for is alive after all these years.
Now she must adjust to a new life with the return of Alfie Solomons, without Thomas Shelby and with the new threat of Michael Gray hanging over all of their heads.
Alfie...
"The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts and the stupid ones are full of confidence" - Charles Bukowski
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Mariana's POV
The sun shone into the room and hurt my eyes I rolled over, wondering why I didn't shut the curtains Then my mind slowly began to catch up with me Replaying the night in my head part by part
Dancing outside Coming home Alfie being here Drinking water
Alfie... putting me to bed Carter...
I slowly sat myself up, straining to the light as I looked around I was alone
I got up, making my way across the landing. Carters room. Empty Laurence's room. Empty My eyes flickered to the clock 10.48
I made my way downstairs slowly, coffee hanging in the air
Alfie and the kids sat in the kitchen Eating breakfast "You're awake" Alfie said "Look, dad made eggs" Carter mumbled with a mouthful
"Did he?" I asked nicely, looking at Alfie I slowly sat myself next to Laurence. Glancing into the living room at the messy sofa covered in blankets
"Coffee?" Alfie asked "Sure" I said, sleep sitting in my head as I tried to wake up.
We sat in a somewhat awkward silence As Alfie handed me a mug and the kids sat eating and mumbling about things Me and Alfie just... sat
I couldn't really remember much How I got home Or why Alfie would have put me to bed.
Alfie's POV
I could see it in her uncertain eyes She wasn't sure what happened last night What she'd said What she did.
• Last night
"Go back to bed Carter, your mums uh... she don't feel well" I said I didn't know if he knew what her being drunk looked like
"She's drunk" he said Oh "Yeah" I agreed. "Yeah she's drunk, now go to bed" I said
He left, shutting the door whilst Mar put herself in bed She slept on her side. Not in the middle Which hit something inside of me She left my side bare?
"Are you leaving?" She asked "I uh... I think I might sleep on the sofa, if that's alright with you, you seem a little-" "Drunk?" She chuckled "Yes" I said
"Sure, stay where ever you want. You know your way around" she laughed, rolling onto her back Looking up at the ceiling "You ever miss it?" She asked quietly
