Ronan’s POV
Early in the morning, Olivia and I set out for the protest against the police officers who failed to take immediate action in searching for the two missing kids. Liam was busy with meetings today, but before I left, he made sure to remind me, "Take care of her, Ronan. She always invites danger towards herself."
I wore an ordinary outfit to blend in like a common man. When we arrived at the protest area, the place was already packed with people holding signs, chanting, and demanding justice.
I had seen battlefields, ruthless warriors, and powerful enemies—but watching Olivia fight for these kids with such determination was something else entirely.
A crowd had gathered, and to my surprise, a lot of girls started flocking around me. I could hear giggles and see them whisperin
