Chapter Twenty-Seven
Warner
After a shower and putting on a nice suit—I’d checked out the website for Orla’s resort, and it was pretty ritzy—I was on my way in my tiny rental car to see it. Finally, after six long months.
The wait was over. I no longer had to sulk about because I would never see her again. I no longer had to agonize over how I would never hold her in my arms again. I would no longer have to try to find my place in a future without her in it.
At least that’s what I hoped.
There were no guarantees that she’d want me. Her heart had been open when she left, and some other man might have been able to slip inside of it while I took my time coming to my senses on the other side of the world.
A lot could happen in six months. A person could fall in love and get married in th
