RONAN;
The morning light streamed through my bedroom window, hitting the mirror just right as I stood there fixing my clothes. Then the thought of last Saturday morning crept in slowly, but dominated every other thing on my mind at the moment.
You wouldn’t blame me. I was used to bathroom doors staying unlocked because nothing in this house ever worried me. The maids knew their place and never walked in without knocking loud enough to wake the dead.
But everything had changed now, just like having to wait for some new girl before I could even start eating dinner at my own table. I let out a long, heavy breath and ran my fingers through my chestnut hair, trying to push the frustration down.
I picked up the crisp white T-shirt first. It sat on me nicely and smoothly. White had always b
