Pearl I stopped dead the moment I saw him. Hell, I didn't want to believe it, not one bit, but at this point, the harder I tried to convince myself that the man in front of me wasn't real, the more my brain doubled down in enforcing the truth. For a second, my brain refused to process what my eyes were telling me. It felt unreal, like one of those moments where reality lagged behind your senses, where everything moved in slow, disjointed pieces and you just couldn't make up a reason as to why something was happening. Ryan was sitting on the couch, not relaxed, not casual and not with a smile on his face either. Instead, he looked wrecked, and even though I knew I shouldn't, I almost felt pity for him. Almost. His shoulders were hunched forward like he’d been sitting there for a long time, his elbows resting on his knees, and his hands clasped so tightly the knuckles had gone white. His hair was slightly disheveled, like he’d run his hands through it too many times, and there we
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