For a solid minute, I just stood there pouting, my chest heaving, absolutely furious and still buzzing from the residual adrenaline rush. I was burning up, and my body was shaking. I couldn't tell if I was furious, thrilled, sad, or broken.
But as the seconds ticked by, the reality of the crash hit me all at once. The artificial high evaporated, leaving behind a hollow, agonizing void.
My eyes welled up. I quickly lowered my head, my shoulders slumping in deep, suffocating shame as I tried to hide the tears. It started with a single, heavy drop hitting the gym floor, and then, without warning, turned into an unstoppable river, until I bit my lip to stop myself from sobbing outright.
Ryan stood motionless above me for a brief second, his cold blue eyes glaring down at my shaking frame wi
