I jolted awake, first thought being—ouch, my wrist felt like it was about to snap. “Ronald!”
I raised my other hand, ready to slap him awake without hesitation.
But right then, Ronald’s eyes flew open. His forehead was drenched in sweat, and he stared at me like he’d seen a ghost. That was... rare. I've hardly ever seen fear on that always-composed face of his.
My curse got stuck in my throat. “You okay?”
He kept staring, a flicker of confusion flashing across his handsome face. Then he let go and rubbed over his chest.
I noticed the grimace twisting his features. “Your heart acting up?”
I never heard he had heart problems in our last life, so this was news to me.
Just as I was thinking this, Ronald suddenly grabbed my wrist again, looking even more pained than befor
