~ ROSELLE ~
"What do you mean?" Ronan asks, his voice barely a whisper.
I can see the pain in his eyes, the fear, and it f*****g hurts. It hurts like a blade, worse than a blade being stabbed into my chest. The way he's looking at me, like he's trying to understand, like he's searching for some explanation that will make sense of what I'm saying... It destroys me.
But I have to keep going. I have to push through this, even as my heart shatters into a thousand pieces.
"I mean..." I start, my voice trembling despite my best efforts to keep it steady, "it's all making sense to me now, Ronan. You treat me like I'm some gullible child who doesn't have a say in anything. You rescued me, and I'm grateful for that. You fought for me. You saved me and did these... these monumental things for me
