The drive felt like it had taken forever. Molly was taking a nap in the back of Ryan’s car and I sat in the passenger seat. He looked furious. His hands were gripping the wheel so tightly that his knuckles had turned yellow. His chest was raising and deflating quickly from him hyperventilating with anger and his expression was stern.
“Thank you for driving us Ryan” I said trying to distract his thoughts. He glanced over at me before looking back at the road.
“I told you before, I’m always here” he said. It was silent for a while until Ryan sighed.
“You deserve so much better than this Lauren, I’m so sorry he has done this to you” he gritted his teeth as if the anger was threatening to turn into tears at any moment.
“It’s not your fault, I shouldn’t have trusted him again. He just knows
