OPHELIA“She’s been taken.”For a heartbeat, I forgot how to breathe. Ronan caught me in his arms before my knees gave out. I held his shirt tightly as my vision began to blur.“Ophelia,” he called, steadying me. Holding both my arms, he forced me to look at him. “Listen, we’ll find her,” he assured.But I shook my head, still in denial.I couldn’t lose her again. Three years ago, I’d lost her. I had taken the pain of mourning her. I couldn’t do it again. I’d only just found my child.I couldn’t lose her again.God, it was my fault.I continued shaking my head, my eyes staring into space. “It is my fault. I couldn't even watch a three-year-old properly. We were buying ice cream at the ice cream stand and-and when I turned, she was gone. I should’ve been more careful…”“It’s not your fault.”I clawed at his arm. “Who took her? Did you see the person?”“He was masked. It’s definitely someone who’s been watching us for a while. But I promise you, I’ll find her. I’ll bring your child b
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