Vanessa's POV.

It was midnight when everything changed, when everything shattered into pieces that I could never put back together. The sound of boots stomping on wet concrete outside the small, crumbling building echoed in my ears before the door was slammed open. Flashlights pierced through the darkness, and I felt my heart stop for a moment.

"Freeze! Hands up!" The commanding voice of a police officer cut through the air, followed by the pounding of more boots. The scene exploded with chaos as they flooded the room, their guns drawn, their faces hard and unforgiving.

I didn’t hesitate. Ronan was already moving, his eyes scanning the room for an...