(Elena's POV)
“Ryan, we need to talk.” I told him.
Ryan was sitting on the staircase when I got back.
At first I thought he didn't notice me. He looked deep in thoughts. His posture was slouched, elbows resting on his knees, head tilted downward. But the moment I stepped closer, his eyes snapped up to meet mine. I knew then, he saw me when I arrived and he was waiting for me.
A part of me felt relieved to see him. The other part? Absolutely scared do what he was about to say.
I breathed hard. “Ryan..”
He exhaled slowly. “So it's true.”
I hesitated. “I–”
“You're actually getting married.”
I opened my mouth, I wanted to say something but no words came out.
Ryan let out a bitter chuckle. “Wow. I thought maybe I didn't hear correctly. Or maybe Sophie got it wrong. But no. You reall
