Orla stares at the sex toys she had hidden away in the closet; well, she didn’t want Hazel to see it why she was here, so she had to hide it away. She sighed heavily and looked away from them, she locked the closet door and then lifted her luggage.
Hazel had already left very early that morning; she said she needed to get home on time for an occasion that her father was hosting. Orla didn’t mention it to her that she was going away, let alone tell her where she was going, she didn’t want anyone to know of her condition and either pity her or mock her.
Logan was enough and she trusted him with her secret, she could deal with it if word got out that she used to be a sex worker, but if Logan’s family learnt that she was a nymphomaniac, then they would never accept her, it would be a bigger issue to handle and might result in Logan fighting with his family for her sake, she didn’t want that.