Casey’s P.O.V
I sat down on the bed and Ryan went to the dresser, grabbing a pair of boxers, putting them on and joining me on the bed. I kept looking back and forth between the pictures, locked box, package and letter, not knowing which one to open first.
“Are you okay?” Ryan asked me, but I sighed and picked up the letter.
“I'm okay, just a bit nervous, I couldn't decide on what to open first, but I think it's best to start with the letter.” I said, starting to open the envelope.
“I'll give you some time.” Ryan said and went to get off the bed, but I grabbed his hand and pulled him back.
“Don't leave me, I want you here.” I said and Ryan nodded, sitting back down and wrapping his arm over my shoulder.
Dear casey,
Somehow, I just knew that you would find out about the ho
