Ryan
We walked side by side along the trail behind the clubhouse, the night settling quietly around us.
The farther we got from the main building, the fainter the sounds became until it was just the occasional rustle of leaves and the crunch of gravel beneath our boots.
I kept stealing glances at her.Twice, I almost brought up her father. But what good would it do?
She'd spent years convincing herself he didn't care. Telling her that he hadn't even asked about her wouldn't give her closure. It would only confirm what she already believed.
There was no point reopening a wound I couldn't help heal.
As if she noticed what I was battling with in my head, she broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?"
I looked at her. "Go ahead."
She tilted her head slightly, studying me. "When did
