Ryker's POV I shook my head."I can't do this, Vanessa. I can't." My legs suddenly felt weak. I walked slowly toward the nearest sofa before collapsing onto it, leaning my elbows against my knees as I held my head in my hands. "Get caught?" I repeated quietly. "Like... what do you mean? What if he got caught?" I looked up at her."Are they going to hurt him?" "Is it his father that's going to hurt him?" Vanessa's expression softened. She walked over to me, rested a comforting hand on my shoulder, and then sat beside me. "Listen, Ryker," she said gently, "whatever I'm about to tell you stays solely between both of us, okay?" I nodded, completely confused. Nothing about today made any sense anymore.
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