RYAN
Riana and I left all the important matters to Alex, my mom and dad and we set out for her pack. We are driving to her pack area, and she seems so uncomfortable. I thought of asking her why she was behaving so strangely but I bit my tongue. Once in a while I am throwing her side glances, as much as she may seem distracted, I know she can feel me looking at her.
‘Is there something on my face Ryan?’ She asked me as she is now looking at me as I drive.
‘Why do you look uncomfortable?’
‘I am fine, my mind is just overloaded with things.’ Riana said and I could feel a sigh coming but she held it and rubbed her face in an act to express her frustrations.
‘It does not look like that to me, and I am still waiting for you to tell me what is going on that we need to rush to your pack?’ I
