RYAN'S POV

I couldn't go home. The least I could do was stay behind and watch the cleaners as they tried to clean up all the mess that was made by the guests. And then, help to coordinate the hampers that were being sent to each home.

That was the least that I could do for the Quinns. They were the most present family when my father died. And mom would ask me to spend my life making it up to them if she could.

I was more than glad that my mom was present at the party. She got to see everything that happened with Isabel. I didn't have...