Ronan's POV I knew something was off the moment I walked back in. I could feel it in my bones, and in the way the air in the room shifted. It wasn't something you could see, hold and intertwine in-between your fingers, but it was there. Simmering just at the top of it all and almost pressing into your chest like a fucking freight train.

Vivienne must have thought she could push it aside and ignore it, but I couldn't. Not even if I wanted to. The only reason I'd caught on to it, was because of ...