Orla arrives at the front of a small house and sighs. It was her best friend's house.
She knew that Rhea was around because she could hear her voice, she was talking to someone over the phone.
Orla walked to the main door and stood, debating within herself if to knock or not.
As much as she didn't want to bother Rhea, she didn't have much of a choice either, she was the only friend that she had in this city.
She was desperate to get away from Logan, if she could hide from him for a few weeks, he would understand that she didn't want to be with him and he would probably stop looking for her.
The door swung open and she came to face Rhea. The twenty five years old sinister crumpled her face and folded her arms on her chest.
"You have been standing here for minutes, did yo
