[Jersey]
My breath hitched as I watched my mom walk over to where we were standing and without wasting another second, I quickly pulled my hand away from Ryder, taking a step back.
She stepped beside Ryder, her eyes shifting from me to him. I was about to say something when he quickly beat me to it.
"I was making a call, when I met her here all alone. She looked sad, I was trying to know what was wrong with her," Ryder said, his voice calm but tight like he was scrambling it, to make it make sense.
My mother's brow pulled together and she quickly took a step closer to me, grabbing my hand instead. "Jersey, what's wrong? Is everything okay?" She asked and I swallowed hard.
"Yes, Mom. I'm okay now." I flashed her a smile, trying to sound cheerful.
She squeezed my hand tightly. "I know
