"Thought you'd run off," Ronan said gruffly, standing in Ezra's door and crossing his arms. His anger about last week had mostly abated and his urge to get off the island had lessened though he still wanted to leave.
Permanently.
The anger was a firm fixture in his body language, in how he held himself and Ronan didn't try and fix that. Didn't even want to fix that.
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Permanently.
The anger was a firm fixture in his body language, in how he held himself and Ronan didn't try and fix that. Didn't even want to fix that.