Rose
Great, now I'm crazy.
Maybe I'm seeing things.
"Ry...der?" I reach my hand out to touch the illusion, and like a mirror, it holds out it's hand to meet mine.
My fingers touch the warm skin and I yelp, flinching back, landing on the floor on my ass.
"What the f**k?" I ask as Ryder, actual Ryder, the man I'm in love with, climbs through the window and starts towards me.
I crawl backwards on my hands and feet, trying to ignore my rapid heartbeat. This can't be happening.
He walks towards me slowly, staring me down, refusing to break eye contact. His hands are clenched in fist, each step he takes seems tense and stiff, as if he was holding back.
My back hits the wall and I try to stand up so I can escape, jump out the window, hide...something, but Ryder crouches down right in fro
