Elena POV:
I sipped my hot chocolate with mini marshmallows floating in the foam, it was delicious and comforting just like Ryan's mom. "How do you like your hot chocolate?" Asked Ryan in a whisper, Mason was laying in between us, fast asleep. "It's the best," I said and he smiled, "do you want to talk about today?" He asked again, and I realised there was no real way around this. Ryan was unrelenting. "I met this guy," I said, and I watched Ryan's face for any sign of judgement, but there was none, "he seemed perfect but I don't know..." "What do you mean?" Asked Ryan and I sighed as my thumb scratched against the fading snow man on the mug, "well, he seems to be a bit aggressive... I don't know though, I could be projecting because of my-" I caught myself before I could finish that sent
