{Lisa’s POV}

I woke restless. The air around the house felt heavy, as though something unseen pressed against the walls. ‘I'm just restles. Nothing more.’ I tried to comfort myself.

Ronan had left earlier, and though he told me not to worry, his absence gnawed at me. I kept catching myself pacing the same stretch of hall, fingers brushing along my ring, wondering what might be happening wherever he had gone. My hand drifted to my stomach, the small curve that reminded me I wasn’t alone. That thought steadied me a bit. If I couldn’t find calm for myself, then I would at least do it for the baby.

‘Hey...