Chapter 5

A wine glass shattered on the floor. It was Ryan, making his entrance.

"Ryan," Jessica called out, rushing over.

She grabbed his hands, checking them over. She asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No," Ryan replied, slipping her hand into the crook of his arm.

He looked away from me, turned to the reporters, and playfully tapped Jessica's nose with a smile.

He said, "Still calling me Ryan?

"Babe, what should you really be calling me?"

Jessica's cheeks flushed bright red.

She giggled and leaned into his arms.

She whispered, "Honey."

Memories took me back to those days.

Back then, Ryan was…