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Sheila's point of view

I was completely speechless. My eyes went from Killian back to the figure standing in front of the cottage door.

"Devon?" I called in a whisper. This was impossible. He was supposed to be dead. The sentence had been handed down by Killian and the court.

What the hell was this?

My lips broke into a surprised smile. I couldn't hide the elation that was rooted in my gaze