RONAN’S POV

I needed to do this. I had to.

The thought kept circling my mind as I walked through the academy hallways, my feet carrying me toward the garden where I'd asked Sarah to meet me. Every step felt heavier than the last, like I was walking to my own execution.

Ewan's words from earlier wouldn't leave me alone. The way he'd looked at me after I'd pointed that gun at Ciara, like I was some kind of monster. Maybe I was. Maybe that's all I'd ever been, and I was just now seeing it ...