Elias’s POV

When I woke up, the room was dim. The lights were still off. Only the soft glow from the hallway slipped under the door. For a moment I did not know where I was. Then I felt the light shift beside me.

Ronan was still there.

He sat against the wall in the same spot as before, but his head had tilted slightly to the side like he had dozed off for a few minutes. His arms were folded loosely. His breathing was slow and steady.

I stared at him quietly.

There was something strange ...