I nodded miserably. Shame and horror at what I'd done flooded over my psyche and I wrapped my arms around chest, trying to hold myself together. How could I have let that happen? What was I thinking? I loved Lucas, loved him with all my heart. But Lucas might be dead, my traitorous mind whispered. I shook myself physically, unwilling to believe Lucas could be gone forever and reprimanding myself for even considering the possibility. Even if he was gone, how could I kiss another man? Worse still – I'd enjoyed it. The guilt wrapped itself around my mind; like ivy, it strangled my soul.
And then, I heard the footsteps.
Chapter 7: TransformationThe pain was unbearable. I knew Conal was probing as lightly as he possibly could, but the pain was intolerable, excruciating. My head was going to e
