RONAN’S POV
When the cabin door closed behind me, the silence felt suffocating. I should have gone straight to bed, but my body was tense, wired with something I didn’t want to name because it doesn’t have a f*****g name. Instead, I paced.
The living room was dimly lit witfthe faint scent of saltwater lingering in the air from when she had walked in. She reeked of the ocean, of wind and loneliness and something about it gnawed at me.
I ran a hand through my hair and exhaled slowly. This was ridiculous.this is something I never would have expected from myself. I don’t have feelings but something about those haunting eyes makes me feel tinge of emotions.
I turned on my heel and strode into my bedroom. The sheets were untouched. I hadn’t even bothered lying down earlier. I’d just been
