Ronan's POV

I didn't sleep.

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

Every few minutes, I'd check. Make sure his chest was still rising and falling. Make sure he was okay.

He'd collapsed. Actually collapsed. Fell and hit the floor before I could catch him.

Thirty seconds. That's how long he was out.

Thirty seconds that felt like hours.

I'd seen people pass out before. In training. From exhaustion or dehydration or heat.

But this was different. This was his ...