"Ryan?" I blinked, bringing myself back from the brink of a dark, undesired mental spiral. I can't allow my thoughts wander in front of Melanie, not now and not here.
Yes, she is a friend, but I'm not sure whether I can trust her anymore. That mistrust has been creeping up on me, subtly at first but persistently.
"I don't know," I answer, attempting to maintain a neutral tone and forcing a half-smile on my face. "He should be okay. To be honest, I could care less. "I am married now, right?"
I couldn’t help but feel as though the words are not mine.. athey seem to come from another else.
The truth.. about Ryan, about Tyler, about everything.. is buried so deep beneath layers of half-lies and evasions, I’ve almost lost it myself.
I’m married, yes, but only on paper. A contract. A mea
