Lia's pov.
I woke up with a fright.
It was cold but not the type of cold that came from the air,it was the type that settled under your skin. The kind that told you something was off. I reached out beside me, but Ronan wasn’t in bed with me ....
But it wasn’t him I was worried about right now
I reached for my phone,it was five a.m it's very early must people would be sleeping but certainly not him .... I would call but he would prefer texting
Me: Hi, honey.
His reply came almost immediately.
Killian: Hi.
A small breath left my chest. I didn’t realize I’d been holding it.
Me: How are you doing? Are you alright?
Killian: I’m alright.
His responses were always so short and straight to the point......So much like his father it made me happy sometimes .... other times I just wanted him to say more to me
I hesitated, then typed again.
Me: Just make sure you’re okay. If something’s wrong, come home. Please.
There was a pause this time. Just long enough to make
