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CHAPTER FORTY TWO

CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE: WHEN WORDS FAIL

NELSON'S POV

Lora isn't picking up her phone. After a few tries, it went straight to voicemail. I was still in my car, parked back at the club, my heart racing with worry. Where could she be? I know I have messed up, and I don't need anyone to tell me that. But I didn't mean to say what I said - it was a thoughtless remark made in a fit of rage. If only I could find her, I'd plead my case and make things right.

After calling her one more time, with no answer, I leaned back in my seat, running my hands through my hair, eyes closed, trying to think of where she might be. And then it hit me - the one place she might go. My eyes snapped open as I whispered, "The beach."

Without hesitation, I started my car and sped off towards the beach where we had gone after our picnic. It didn't take me long to arrive. I kicked off my shoes and approached the sandy shore, and that's when I saw her - Lora's figure, illuminated by the moonlight.

I could hear her so
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