Hailey’s POV
Ryan’s room felt smaller than it ever had.
The curtains were half drawn, letting in dull evening light that made everything look heavier than it was. He stood near the window, back stiff, shoulders squared like he was preparing for another fight. I hovered near the door, arms crossed over my chest, my emotions a tangled mess I couldn’t sort through.
“You shouldn’t have come back,” he said without turning around.
“I didn’t come back for you,” I replied. “I came back because things are already bad enough without you acting like a complete idiot.”
That made him turn.
His eyes flicked over my face, sharp, searching, like he was checking for cracks. “You went to see Luca.”
“That’s none of your business.”
His jaw tightened. “It is when he puts his hands on you.”
I laughed h
