Ronan’s POV
I laughed to myself as Fiona struggled hard to get a release from my grip. I shouldn’t have taken this approach to surprise her. She tried to kick me, but i held her down.
“Help.” She yelled into my palm.
“Calm down, my love. It is me, Ronan.” I whispered in her ear.
Her body went limp all of a sudden. When i was sure she wouldn’t holler, i put on the bed lamp. Her chest heaved and her eyes were wide open in fear. I regret my actions. What was i thinking?”
“Fiona….” I attempted to reach for her but she slapped my hand off instead, got off the bed and stepped out of the room.
I didn’t know if i was supposed to go after her or not. So i stayed put hoping she would return while i checked on my son. He sleeps peacefully through the chaos. Must have troubled his mother a
