RONAN
I didn't stop walking until I was out of the hospital. My jaw was locked so tight it hurt, but I forced one step in front of the other until I made it out.
I didn’t like Iris’s decision one bit. For years, I had been the one people came to with problems. The one who decided what to do, how to handle things, who to trust. The one in control.
And now I was at the mercy of Iris. Waiting. Being told to be patient. Being asked to trust without being given the truth in return.
I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling sharply. Had it been Elara, the thought came suddenly from nowhere. Had it been Elara, she would have told me everything already. No second-guessing. She would have handed me the problem and trusted me to handle it. That was how we had worked.
Is that what this is? Did w
