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RYAN'S CONFESSION

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Chapter 112

RYAN'S CONFESSION

RYAN,

The rain traced slow rivulets down the glass windowpane, the steady tapping a quiet backdrop to the silence that filled the room. Outside, the city pulsed with its usual restless energy, but inside Ryan’s apartment, time seemed to slow down, the world narrowing to just the two of us.

We sat on the couch, the dim light casting soft shadows over his face, highlighting the tension etched in his jaw and the slight tremor in his hands. I could feel it—the weight of something unspoken pressing between us like a physical barrier. We’d been through so much together—war, lies, danger, betrayals—but this silence felt different. Deeper. More intimate.

I reached out, my hand brushing against his, tentative but filled with purpose. “Ryan,” I said softly, “You don’t have to carry all of this alone. Not with me.”

His fingers twitched, hesitating before finally closing over mine. His grip was warm but tentative, like he was testing the waters, unsure if trust was s
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