LYRON
"Oh, I get it now," Ryan nodded his head as he drove through the highway.
"....Well, that and how Eleo views me. He said I'm weak and delicate so that's why he calls me mom," I was embarrassed just saying it.
"Pfft," Ryan laughed.
"To think that I'm actually 5'10 ft and being called delicate," it hurt more than you can imagine.
"Well, he does have a point. Even with your height, you still look fragile and feminine," Ryan agreed with Eleo's point of view.
"I can't believe you're with him on this," I sighed in defeat.
"That's because he has a really good point. Anyway, get some rest. I'll wake you up when we get there if you fall asleep," he said.
Putting on my shades, my bodyguards opened the door of the van for me.
"I hope I don't have to deal with report
