Chapter 111

• “Ryan please,” I let out, my tone pathetic with the attempt to sound more sorry than I am about the entire situation. “I'm sorry I didn't mean to be late, I simply dropped Karla off at school and came straight here, it's a longer drive than I anticipated, next time I'll just fly here.”
• Ryan rises from his desk, walking around the table to the sofa chairs where he sits down slowly. “Fine, take a seat.” he says, his hand motioning to the sofa opposite him.
• I moved hastily, settling in the seat with my legs crossed at the ankles and my hands in my lap, the sitting position one of our sisters taught me but I never seemed to grasp. Ryan laughs, making me frown at him. “What?