Ryan didn't know a lot about sign language but he surely knew something was up with the cab man when he raised his middle finger to someone before coming inside the car.Again, his suspicions aroused more greatly when the man started to offer him a bottle of water. Ryan knew really well that the cab man was fooling him when the car suddenly stopped. The last time Ryan glanced at the dashboard, the gas was still half filled. There is no way the car would have used up the gas in the car in such a short time.So now, Ryan wasn't surprised to see the cab man coming around with a rod, instead, it seemed it was the cab man looking shocked to see a gun pointed at him.“Drop the rod,” Ryan instructed the cab man.Slowing, the rod fell from the man's hand to the ground.“Who sent you?” Ryan asked.“No one, sir.” Ryan adjusted the gun, just to make the man aware that it was loaded. The man swallowed hard.“No o

"What...?" "Why are they delaying the kiss?" Emmett muttered, his eyes on the television. "Mr Emmett?" "Just a second. They should kiss..." Ryan gripped his trousers. No. He can't lose his temper here. He isn't even at an advantage. Just if he had his gun with him, he would have shot the stupid television, shot the damn Emmett, shoot some sense in that fucking head of his."You can have your seat, Ryan. They will soon kiss." Ryan wanted to say he isn't going to sit but then, he looked around. Who knows what Emmet already planted in the room? He sat down and glanced at the television, it only increased his anger. "You got a cigarette?" Ryan asked."Yeah...over there." Emmett pointed at the table without taking his eyes off the television.Ryan stood up and took a stick from the packet of cigarettes. He lit it and took a drag. It seemed to calm his nerves a bit.He stared at Emmet

"One of these days, you'll be terribly sick and your work would not be able to save you," Ryan said.For a few seconds, there was no sound at the other end. Ryan was convinced his father had hung up but that didn't stop him from saying what was in his mind."Dad, mom agreed to be Emmett's mother, not because she cheated on you. You know her better than I do and I know that the last thing mom would ever do is to cheat on you. You know more than anyone the look of admiration on her face anytime she looks at you...dad... you're pitiful but you know what? I am not going to allow this go without taking revenge on mom's killer...do you even know who killed Mom?" "I don't want to know.""See? You're so pitiful. You don't want to admit that mom would never cheat on you. You don't want to admit that you're so weak to bring yourself to avenge mom's death.""Don't ever discuss this with me anymore." "If I don't, it'll never heal," Ryan sa

"I think I'm getting it back, Cooper.""Wow! I'm proud of you, sir!""Well..." Ryan cleared his throat."I'm sorry, sir. It slipped.""It's okay." He heard footsteps coming toward him. "Let's discuss it later." "Alright, sir." "I got bread, omelet and tea," Stephanie said just as Ryan hung up."It's on the table if you want to eat." Ryan started to follow her but then, his eyes caught his reflection in the mirror. Wait a freaking minute. Where is his shirt? At that time, Stephanie who seemed to have been studying him said, "I took it off you last night. You had a fever.""I didn't ask you," Ryan said."Well..." She shrugged.Ryan sat down and took a bite of the bread."How is it?" She asked, watching him.Ryan didn't reply to her, he just continued eating. "Are you sure you're okay now?" "Yes." "Well...I think you should cut

The tears he had not been able to cry that night when he saw his mother's dead body, he cried it. He cried until he got inside the car. He cried all the way home.He cried as he inputted his password in his apartment. He got on his bed and cried himself to sleep.In his dream, he saw his mother. She flipped through the book she had been reading to him all these years."Today, we're reading the last page of the book.""Mom, please. Don't finish the book yet. Let's start all over again, but don't finish reading the book."She looked at him and smiled. "I'm proud of you.""Yes, I know. You've always said that, but don't read the last page.""If I don't read it now, I'll never read it to you." Ryan stared at her. "You're not coming again?" She smiled and started reading. "Mr Ryan," she said after she had finished reading, "I'm really proud of you and I mean it. Get along with your fath