CIARA’S POV

The moment Darragh's hand closed around mine, pulling me away from the cemetery and from Ronan's piercing stare, I felt like I could breathe again. My legs moved without me telling them to, following his lead as we walked toward the Moonveil estate. The weight of everyone's eyes followed us, but he didn't seem to care. He understood that I just needed to get away from there. Away from him.

Away from the memories that crashed over me the second I saw Ronan's face.

Darragh led me ...