Ronan's POV

I didn't sleep.

Just sat in the chair across from the couch and watched Elias breathe.

He'd finally fallen asleep around five AM. Restless sleep. He kept twitching. Making small sounds.

Even unconscious, he couldn't fully relax.

I checked my phone. Six thirty AM.

Two and a half hours until my meeting with Mercer.

Three messages from my father. I deleted them without reading.

One from Vale.

“Heard there was a disturbance in the residential wing last night. Everything ...