“I know you’re at the window,” he said softly over the phone. “Be a little braver.”

I stayed silent. He laughed. Annoying. He always made me flustered.

“I just missed you. I heard you’ve been off work for the past three days... so I came to see for myself.”

I glanced around the room. Quiet. No sound from outside. Maybe Ronan hadn’t returned yet. After he dressed my wound and fastened the bracelet on my wrist, I’d heard his car leaving the house. I didn’t know when he’d ...