31. An Angel Who Came Down from Heaven
Ryan
I leave the dress shop with hurried steps, feeling the weight of the conversation on my shoulders. My heart is pounding, and my mind is a chaotic mess of thoughts. Just as I was about to reach my car, I hear her voice behind me.
"Wait, Ryan!"
Blake comes running, her breathing heavy, but I keep going, pretending not to hear her. I don't want to stop, not now. There are too many emotions inside me, too much at stake. I don't want to see her. I don't want to talk.
But she doesn't give up.
"What do you want, Blake?" I responded without turning around, letting exhaustion and frustration seep into my voice. "Why did you send me the location of that place? I told you it's not time to think about weddings yet, when I haven't even signed the divorc
