Page 321 of The Defiant Curse

“I want to go home.”

That surprised him.

“To the US?” he asked.

That amused her.

Instead, Elizabeth shook her head.

“No, to Ravensmire. I still have some healing to do, but I will say that this journey…it helped. Now, I know who I am. I said I was lost. Looks like I’m found. I’m also on vacation, so…”

All around them, the rain began falling. It tickled their skin as they stood in that cemetery among the dead.

Their people.

HER people.

Gently, he kissed his wife. When he broke it, he stared into her eyes.

“We’re both found. We found each other again.”

That they did.

It looked like everything happened for a reason.

“Let’s go plan a wedding. The time for death is over. The time to live is now.”

All around them, they heard her laughter. This time, it wasn’t crying, but instead, joy.

And they heard one last thing from Ceit in that mist in an Irish cemetery.

‘Ye curse is broken. Good on ye, granddaughter.’

Oh, and it was.

The Defiant Curse was no more.

And that was the truth.

It was a new day, and with it came a stronger, found woman.

Elizabeth was ready to speak her truth and face the reality of it all.

She was born to be this person.

It was time to live.

AGAIN.