Desmond's POV
The urge to go after Ryan was overwhelming. I wanted to chase after him to explain. But Tasha signaled to me that she would handle the situation. She knew I needed a moment to gather my thoughts, to process what had just happened.
So, reluctantly, I let Tasha take charge and disappeared into the depths of my racing thoughts. Emotions swirled within me like a tempest. Fear crept in, wondering if this would irreparably damage my marriage with Mary. Would she ever be able to look at me the same way again?
As I sat there, waiting anxiously for Tasha, my mind was overrun with a whirlwind of thoughts. The weight of the situation began to settle heavily on my shoulders, and the potential consequences of Ryan's discovery loomed ominously in my mind.
The fear of Ryan tel
