Chapter 57 Damn You!
- An hour had swiftly passed and Orla was still not talking to him. It was unwonted.
- Her queer countenances and continual tapping of her fingers against her palm made him restless. She sat there on the couch, her eyes sceptically boring into his.
- Callan tossed the car keys on the centre table, walking after her as she headed towards the hallway. His eyes weren't entertaining anymore.