Ryan's POV
As I got closer to home, my bike's rumbling reverberated across the silent streets. Even though the piercing nighttime wind pierced my face, I didn't mind. My thoughts, which replayed every second of the day that Clarabell had taken over, were louder than the engine's roar.
It was like someone had taken a video record of that day, digitally enhanced it up to the highest possible point and played it back to me in a loop. It was so overwhelmingly vivid in my head. The visuals and even the sounds too were greatly exaggerated. And I didn't mind one bit. Better the love of my heart than any other silly thing occupying my thoughts.
Her defiance, fury, and irresistible pull were like a whirlwind that smashed into my life. Now there was a problem. Earlier, I had noticed a troubled e
