Jules
Against what Ryan believed, I didn’t hate him, but I didn’t like him either, because I knew he hated me, and still blamed me for his sister’s death, so when Harper asked me what I thought about him, he got defensive immediately.
“Can we just eat in peace?” he asked, giving Harper a look and she grinned.
“What? I just want to talk, that’s all.” She said.
Ryan shrugged as he dropped his fork. “Then maybe talk about something else and not me.” He said.
Harper rolled her eyes, looking at me, still expecting an answer, and I gave it to her. “Well, he’s grumpy, an ass sometimes, but he’s fine.” I said. I could describe Ryan in more ways actually, because living with him and made me realize he wasn’t an ass, like that’s wasn’t who he was to everyone around him, except for me that i
