She wasn't sure what woke her, but she sat up in her bed. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she started slightly when she she saw him.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9DKe8CETw
He was leaning against the door of her room, hidden partially by the shadows. His shoulders sagged, his hands tightly clenched into fists and she instantly knew something was wrong.
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"Ryan?"687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡanEMsLbgve
Getting out of her warm bed, she slowly went to him. He didn't look up, his hair flopping over his forehead. Reaching out, she gently put her hands on his face, raising it to her own. 687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbPU8PElXnf
Her eyes widened as she bit back a gasp.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzz6JXQo2i
His lower lip was split, blood smearing his chin. There were dark purple bruises all over his cheekbones and his nose, and a deep gash on his forehead, sprouting blood.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR95UopdCO0
But that was not what took her breath away.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCIu7IGNXWL
It was his eyes. 687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR70nQouHVX
The walls she has always found within the grey depths had crumbled now, and he looked like a deer lost in headlights. She had always seen him as strong, powerful. He was always the Ryan who was fire, who was power.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL3qdepUcJs
Never had he looked so vulnerable, so lost. The look in his eyes was so haunted that she felt a deep ache within her. She wanted to reach out to him, but he seemed to be far, far away from her. 687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJVEuF1J5cb
"Ryan? What happened?" The urgency and panic in her voice was evident, but he made no move to speak. "Talk to me, please." She whispered, tracing a particularly dark bruise on his cheekbone.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5llTyM5iBF
He closed his eyes, reaching out and taking her hands within his.
"I'm sorry, Jennifer." He murmured as his knees buckled, losing consciousness.687Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Fcz1s3XXl
Every love story has a hero and a heroine.
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This is the story of a princess without a crown and a prince who boxed underground.
This is the story of a Not So Bad Boy and his Ms. Uptight.
