CHAPTER 39. DEJECTED

RYDER

I forced another shirt inside the small suitcase and it took up all the space. Pissed and fucking done with this packing shit, I kicked the suitcase off my bed. It shattered on the floor, my clothes with it.

Sitting on the edge of my bed, I face-palm myself. Last night, I thought this would be easy. Having seen Hara and spending time with her, I thought leaving this morning wouldn't hurt so much.

But as dawn came, and I returned here, I realized just how pathetic all these were. Kissing her, and feeling her wetness through the duvet made me wanna stay back and do...