SERAPHINA
My breath caught in my throat as Ronan leaned closer, his presence once again incredibly overwhelming, too much for the shredded pieces of calm I was trying to cling onto. His fingers brushed my cheek, and then he pressed his lips gently to the corner of my eye.
“Your wish is mine, my love.”
My heartbeat skipped.
I found myself tightly holding my breath. Even though he had confessed his love to me, listening to him calling me his love…stole the breath from my lungs.
Ronan’s gaze flicked down, taking in the torn remains of my clothes and his jaw clenched.
Without a word, he turned and rummaged through the mess around us. The room was nearly destroyed, and the furniture broken. Ronan reached out for one of the cabinets that had some woman’s clothes. His expression secre
