KARA
With each passing moment, each second of silence that dragged out, my anxiety grew.
I thought he’d love the collection of photos. I’d spent ages picking through them all to find ones that resonated with who I believed Ronan to be. I wanted to give him this reminder of all the relationships he valued; everyone who had cared for and supported him over the years.
Ronan stared at the collage with an unreadable expression. He was so still, he could’ve been a statue. Only the slow rise and fall of his chest told me otherwise.
I glanced again at the wall, my stomach sinking.
I’d wanted to channel all the nervous energy I’d built up over the past week into something productive. Something that would brighten up the barren hallway. Something that could remind Ronan what he had right in fro
