Actually, I was f*****g tired.
I was tired of the fights, the constant back and forth between Tara and me. It felt like a cycle I couldn’t escape, and no matter what I said or did, she always found a way to poke, to drag me into another battle I didn’t want to fight. But right now? With Ryans striding beside me, his jaw locked tight and his knuckles flexing like he wanted to punch something, I realized there wasn’t anything left for me to do than to let this next fight happen.
I could see that Ryans was already so furious. He was furious because of me. And that… that made me feel something I couldn’t deny.
If it had been Caleb I was dating and something like this has happened, he would’ve sighed, maybe offered me a hollow pat on the back, said something like, “Don’t mind her, Skylar,
