Page 98 of Irish Fury


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She didn’t want to.

But…it was the only way.

If she didn’t leave everything and everyone behind, she would never be free.

Hedidn’t want her to leave, had been furious when she’d admitted how impressed she was with the Oklahoma program.

Blair hated herself for even confiding in him about the opportunity, but there was something inside of her that refused to hide anything from him. He wanted what was best for her. He cared for her. Deeply. When she succeeded, he crowed about her success. When she failed, he held her and let her cry. When she upset him…well, those were dark times with even darker bruises to mark them.

Despite knowing he would be unhappy, she accepted the OSU position. He’d refused to see or speak to her for a week.

There were days she reveled in his absence and others where depression threatened to drown her.

Blair first touched her fingertips to the fading bruise on her cheek before sliding them to her ears, wondering if the hearing could ever feel as alone and isolated as she sometimes could.

She only needed to close her eyes for the dark silence to find her.