RYAN
I woke up to sun streaming in through my windows. It made my head pound like I’d been hit with a ton of bricks. I grimaced and tried to lift my arm to cover my eyes, but something was on top of it. I looked down in confusion and saw Amy laying there, her body resting on top of my arm and her face on my chest. She looked so soft. Her eyes and lips were still swollen from all her crying. I suppressed a sigh, not wanting to wake her up.
I’d f****d up so bad. I shouldn’t have fought Andres. I’d made Amy cry. She’d been so upset and worried. I remembered lying on the floor of the cafeteria making jokes and see
