Author's point of view... Ericka stood up from her seat, her chair scraping back abruptly as Ryan limped into the café. Her heart dropped. He looked like he’d walked through a warzone, his lip split, a dark bruise under his left eye, his arm in a sling, and several small cuts which were now brownish in color, peeking out from under the collar of his hoodie. “Ryan…! What happened to you?!" she exclaimed, rushing to him. She thought he might have gotten into a fight at the college. He raised a hand quickly, attempting a smile despite the pain. “Don’t panic, sis… It looks worse than it is.” Ericka was both furious and concerned at the same time. How could she not panic! “Worse than it is?” she repeated in disbelief, helping him settle into the seat across from her. “You look like you were thrown into a boxing ring and left there overnight!” “I’m okay,” he said, waving off her concern. “Just… let me breathe for a sec.” Ericka stared at him, her mind spinning. The last tim
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