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Sadie stood there, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a wave of conflicting emotions—relief, shock, and a growing sense of something else she couldn’t quite define. Ronan’s presence was overwhelming, a reminder of a time that felt both distant and painfully close. The way he spoke with such authority, the way he stood in front of her as if he were the only thing standing between her and the world, left her breathless. Yet, somewhere in the depths of her heart, she still couldn’t shake the feeling that it was all too much too late.
As Ronan turned to face the principal and teacher, the tension in the room thickened. The principal, visibly shaken, remained silent, her mouth moving but no words coming out. Ronan’s words were like daggers—sharp, precise, and laced with a promise of consequences. His confidence was unshakable.
“I’ll make sure Billy faces the consequences of his actions,” Ronan said, his voice cold as steel. “And as for you,” he added, turning to the principal, “I hope you understand the gravity of what you’ve done.”
The principal, her face drained of color, nodded quickly, clearly terrified of what was coming next. She could see that Ronan wasn’t someone to be trifled with. She had pushed too far and now she was being made to pay the price.
The teacher, standing beside the principal, was no less stunned. She had never seen Ronan Potter in person, but she knew of his power, his influence. She knew that the school’s fate hung by a thread now, and it wasn’t looking good.
Sadie, still trying to process everything, glanced at Ronan again. His actions were surprising, his apology to the children especially. She wasn’t sure how to feel. Was this the same Ronan who had left her so many years ago? Was this the same man who had married Leah and moved on from everything they had?
But then he turned to her, his gaze softening for a brief moment. The tenderness in his eyes made her heart skip a beat. She wanted to speak, to ask so many questions, but the words caught in her throat.
“Mommy,” Noah whispered again, pulling her out of her thoughts, “Do you think we should forgive him?”
Sadie bent down, looking at her son. The weight of his words, the innocence in his eyes, tugged at her heart. It wasn’t just about forgiveness—it was about the past, the pain, and whether she was ready to confront it all.
She took a deep breath, looking at Ronan, who was now addressing the principal once again. “I will make sure that everything is taken care of,” he said, his tone firm. “But know this—what you did today will not be forgotten.”
The principal nodded quickly, her mind still reeling from the force of Ronan’s words. She knew she was lucky to escape with her job, but the weight of the humiliation was unbearable.
Ronan’s gaze lingered on Sadie for a moment longer. It was as if he wanted to say something more, but he chose to stay silent. Instead, he turned back to the children, giving them a soft smile. “I promise you, things will be made right. I’ll make sure of it.”
Sadie couldn’t help but feel a flicker of hope, despite herself. She nodded, though her heart still struggled with the question that had lingered for so long—whether forgiveness was even possible.
With a final, stern look at the principal, Ronan led them out of the office, his presence like a shield against everything that had tried to break them. But for Sadie, the weight of the past and the uncertainty of the future hung heavily in the air, a reminder that the road to healing was never easy.
