Ronan's POV
My mouth fell open in disbelief as I watched Lisa run out of the room—running away from me like I was some beast. Like I was some goddamn killer. A monster. Maybe I was. But she had called for my help.
I was in my study, going through her files after Damon had whispered in my ears earlier in the doctor's office that she isn't married. Apparently, she divorced her husband a month ago and it left me wondering why she had to sought for an IVF that early.
Just as I turned to the next page which contains the information about her role at the advertising company, I heard her desperate plea in my mind.
“Please…. help me.“
It was subtle at first, so I disregarded it. It couldn't be anything serious. Couldn't be anything she couldn't handle on her own. I found it strange that I cou
