Chapter 49

**Ronan**

The city lights blur past the van windows, smeared into long streaks across rain-specked glass. I sit wedged between Dante and the doctor, my eyes locked on Sloane, cursing every single bump in the road that jolts her body and then my nerves. When we finally pull up to my place, relief hits hard enough to make my hands shake. She’s still alive. Still breathing. There’s still hope. The st