Grace stumbled back into her apartment in a fog.
Her thoughts were so muddled that as she swung open the door, she clumsily collided with Ryan, who was just about to leave.
"Whoa, watch it!" Ryan blurted, grabbing her arm to help her regain her balance.
"What's up with you? Did you not sleep, or are you coming down with something?"
Ryan's concerned eyes met hers, his hand twitching as if he were about to check her temperature like he used to when he was worried about her well-being.
Grace jerked away to avoid his touch and yanked her hand from his hold.
"This really isn't your concern."
She made to slip inside, but Ryan wasn't letting it slide.
He offered a half-smile, a mix of regret and sincerity. "Do you really have to talk to me like that? We've been tangled in so many misunder
