Chapter167

Louise Baston 1.2k words

 

 

As Ronan pelted down the cold, early December streets, his chest heaving and tears burning his eyes, nothing was okay.

A swell of panic had erupted inside him, short circuiting his every reasonable thought, and the world around him seemed to spin as he navigated the unfamiliar streets. His...

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