Tara's POV
"What's going on here, Ryder?" I cried, tears threatening to escape my eyes.
"I can explain," Ryder uttered.
"Explain? You invited me over to witness you—"
"No, no, I didn't—"
"You don't what?" I interrupted him. I didn't want to hear any lies from his lips. "Wouldn't you have kissed her if I hadn't walked in? f*****g answer me, Ryder!" I felt like my heart had been shattered into a million pieces.
"I'm sorry," Ryder walked up to me, trying to hold my hands, but I pulled away.
"No, you are not. You wanted it. Do you know how long I stood here at the door? I saw how you couldn't wait to have her in your arms and her lips in your mouth."
"Tara, please, let's talk about this..."
"The only thing for you to do now is look me in my eyes and tell me you don't love this Amel
