Making up

Orla hears the sound of the knock on the door and she looks up immediately. She was alone in Logan’s sister’s room which was likely as it seemed. Yes, she was previously planning to stay in the same room as Logan since the night she arrived here, but after what happened between them the previous night, she had moved over to the next room before he would come out of the shower.

Orla had cried herself to sleep that night, she couldn’t help but hate herself, she hated the feeling of being insecure, she loved what she had with Logan and she feared it would all come to an end if he finds out the truth about her.

Which man would feel safe in a relationship where his mate would probably screw another guy in his absence? She had put herself in the place of the male and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to do it; she wouldn’t accept a nymphomaniac as a mate if she was a man.

But that was the problem with Orla, she didn’t realize that she needed to accept and love herself first in order to giv