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As Newt cried into his friend's chest, the hug grew tighter and tighter. The tightness of the hug was comforting for Newt as he longed for the pain to go away. Orla never understood Newt's liking for Leta Lestrange, but her friend was hurting and she was comforting him the same way he comforted her all those years ago.

"You're going to be okay, Newt," Orla whispered softly as she kissed Newt's hair, "everything is going to okay." It was a dark time for Newt, he had finally chosen a side, but at the cost of losing a woman, he loved and cherished dearly.

There was a knock on the living room door, the man Orla had been dreading to see in almost 6 years entered the room. The redness and dried tear stains around Theseus' eyes made him look weak and tired. As soon as his eyes locked on Orla's, the tears came flooding back.

"Orla Kervoy... you're here."

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