CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Genuine.
That was the first word that rung in my brain as I stared at the man that was my husband. All that he had just said kept replaying in my head and I tried to make sense of all of it but I seemed somewhat frozen. He was asking me to make choices for myself. No one has ever asked me something like that before. Actually, I have never really had to make choices because Noah was always here for me when it came to that. I always went for what I felt was right at that moment and I’ve never had to stop and think if there was a second option.
“Ryan, I can’t do this now,” I breathed out.
He got hold of my palms, looking intently into my eyes as though he could see right through me. The familiar gray in his eyes was full of emotions that I could not quite de
