Chapter 27 Emotional Distress
- SERAPHINA
- “What?” I snapped, stunned into disbelief. “You think I’m following you?”
- Ronan didn’t blink. He leaned back against the tree trunk, ankle over knee, fingers lazily flicking ash off his cigarette. “I don’t think, I observe. And lately, you’ve been showing up in places I don’t recall inviting you.”