JUNE;
Without any more words, Ronan’s hand curled around mine tightly. I heaved a sigh of relief, even though his grip was too tight. Maybe he thought that was the only way to go with him.
Matthew's face twisted as he stepped out of the way. Ronan shot him a glance, pulling me further down the hallway, just when we reached the exit, Matthew's voice reached us.
“Hey, Grayson….” Ronan paused, his back still turned. I paused too. “You know this is not over, right?”
He threatened. I felt it, Ronan’s grip tightened even more around my hand. Then he spun at once, but Matthew was already retreating through the back door, his middle finger in the air. We watched him disappear through the swinging door.
Ronan scoffed, one eyebrow raised as he gave me a look that seemed like he was measuring
