Ronan’s POV “Okay, I have had enough,” Matt says, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look at him, lounging on the couch in my living room while I sit by the bar, taking a few drinks. Nothing much. Aria and Mia are on a girl date. Shopping. Lunch. Dinner. All the works. Matthew drove Mia down here this morning. They spent a few minutes here before they had to leave. Now, I am home alone with Matthew. “What is it?” I ask him. “No.” He says, sitting up and looking at me. “I should be asking you that. What is it?” I frown and take a gulp of my drink. “What do you mean by that?”“Come on, Ronan. You have been sitting by that makeshift bar all day, drinking….” I roll my eyes and scoff. “Just because you can’t drink…” “This isn’t about whether or not I can drink and you know that.” He cuts in smoothly. “Something is going on with you.” Of course, he is able to catch on. I don’t know why I ever thought Matt would be oblivious to it, anyway. I haven’t been myself. Not since that day
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