Chapter 37
It's him.
He's really here.
I should hate him for what he's put me through. I should be boiling with anger at the sight of him, yet all I want to do is run to him, leap into his arms and never let go.
It's a good thing my pride won't allow that.
Instead, I stand to my feet, not able to move or speak as Ryder holds a gun to Jack's head.
"Are you really gonna let him shoot me?" Jack asks, struggling to breathe in Ryder's iron-clad grip.
His words seep into my skin like poison and suddenly, Ryder being here doesn't matter anymore. I can't let my feelings get in the way of what's really going on here. I slowly walk towards them, but my eyes stay focused on Jack rather than Ryder so I don't lose my resolve.
"Am I going to let Ryder shoot you? No, Jack. I would never." In o
