Chapter 69

**Ronan**

I sit there and keep my hand around hers, thumb rubbing slow circles over her knuckles, reminding her where she is.

“Don’t do that to me,” I murmur, close enough that my breath warms her hairline. “If you’re going to come back, sweetheart, do it properly.”

Her chest still rises, and the oxygen mask fogs faintly. The IV drip keeps its steady rhythm. The doc warned me about her body taking