The brightness of the sun was shining through all the windows making my closed eyes open up, last night's events came to the surface making me remember everything. His head was pressed against my chest and his arms circled my waist, he was holding on to me for dear life. My body was completely in his arms, my leg was hiked up his waist.
I glanced down at his face, he had dried tears against his cheeks. I wanted to punch myself, no I wanted to strangle myself. What was I thinking? I can't do this to Hudson, I can't be a second copy of his wife. I can't deny that kissing Ryan last night was a mistake, it felt different with him but not in a way that can compete with Hudson.
I peeled his arms off my waist, his body started squirming around and his eyes fluttered open in a confused daze. I slid to the corner of the bed, my dangled off the bed as my shoulders tried their best to relax. I could feel Ryan sit up as well except he was on the other side, divided by my coldness and guilt.
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