#Chapter29
/"I'm good, I swear,/" he lied. He hated lying. It burnt against his tongue, trying to call him out. So he followed on with a half-truth. /"I'm just tired, is all./"
/"Trouble sleeping?/"
/"Hmm./" Ronan gave a small nod. /"Stress, probably. Had a lot of things going on./"
/"Okay. Nothing I need to know about, right? I mean, no nasty surprises if we do go through with this?/"
Which was a more than valid concern, but Ronan shook his head. He was handling his shit and as of right now, it was all contained. /"No. Nothing. Promise. If we do this, my personal life wouldn't affect anything./"
