SEVENTY FIVE

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RONAN'S POV Sara's words kept echoing in my head like a broken record. The future... Ciara knowing what my intentions were because this was not her 'first life'. Some daughter we allegedly had called Erin. The name had hit me like a punch to the gut. Because it was a name was personal to me. A name that was personal to Ewan as well. So as much as I detested the idea, I was starting to believe what Saraphina said. But that didn't matter now. I still could not get a hold of Ewan. I pulled out my phone with my good hand and tried calling Ewan again. The broken fingers on my other hand throbbed with every heartbeat, but I ignored the pain. I needed to talk to my brother. I needed to hear his voice and know that at least one person in this world didn't look at me like I was some kind of

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