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Cold reality slapped at Orla’s face as she ran aimlessly into the woods. She had left Lorcan at the riverbank with a strange woman. The scene of him holding the woman had ripped at her heart. She knew infidelity wasn’t in Lorcan’s blood, but she had underestimated how much it would hurt her to see him with another woman.
They had been through so many life and death situations. She recalled the many times she’d held him in her arms, knowing that life was drifting away from him and having no clue how she’d ever survive if he died. But nothing compared to this!
The pain knocked the wits out of her. She ran until her legs began to cramp and her breath hissed in and out of her lungs in painful spurts. She finally collapsed onto her knees. When she looked up, the entrance of a graveyard loo
