Elena POV:
Mason had fallen asleep in my arms while drinking milk. He refuses to be put down ever since I disappeared. Ryan walks into the room, he's wearing a white short sleeve t-shirt and blue jeans. "Hey," he said in a soft voice as he carried a bowl and plate in each hand. He put down the plate on the dresser and looked at me with his kind eye. "How are you feeling?" He asked, "I'm okay," I whispered, "you don't have to stay with me." He smiled, "you're right, I don't have to, but I want to." I couldn't help but smile. "Why are you my friend?" I asked and he shrugged, "why shouldn't I be your friend?" I opened my mouth to reply and he put his finger on my lips, silencing me, "actually forget that I even asked that." We both giggled.
He stirred the tomato soup and spooned it a bit t
