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"What?" he asked in his irritated, short tone

"After all of this, I can’t have you mad at me too," I told him, ot to go," he inforrimly

"Ryan?" I breathed out

"I need soears that were once so easy forunder my influence

"Okay," I whispered as the burn of heartbreak slipped up , round table My friends all looked at ain after speaking to Ryan

Marie’s perplexed glare turned to anger She pulled her phone out of her pocket and I knew just by her expression that she was planning on calling Ryan and reading hi my eyes on a Mitchell’s napkin

My heart cracked wider when thole days passed and I still had not talked to Ryan I didn’t call him either; part of me was deathly afraid to have my worst fear validated Denial was a safer option, safer than the truth Other than the two and a half days I spent in the pit of darkness after returning froone without speaking

Ryan did e, but it was short I kneas still in Mia the last scenes of Thousand Miles and that they were atte fifteen-hour days I could only is must be for him to film with Lauren… to pretend, to act in front of the cameras that he was in love with this woman who so insidiously tried to destroy our relationship

The devastation froered in my heart and every day it became more and more unbearable I continued to beat ullible and for doubting Ryan’s faithfulness Had I scarred hier an option?

Part of ry with me, after all, how could our relationship survive if I didn’t show him I could trust him?

But there were moments when he questioned my faithfulness too, so why should I feel solely responsible for the current state of y bitch down in Florida who still gets to enjoy Ryan’s lips on hers? Did Lauren have an ounce of remorse in her fakebreasted soul?