Chapter 5

Ryan's gaze was heavy, full of complexity, and that twisted smile of his was sharp with mockery.

"Or maybe you've just been too busy getting cozy with Elliot to even remember me... or Noah?" he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"If that's the case, then your love really is cheap," he added.

Anyone hearing that would be pissed, especially considering the venom in his voice and the way he twisted my words.

I frowned, snapping, "Ryan, if you don't know how to speak properly, maybe you should sew your mouth shut. Stop talking nonsense."

He let out a mocking…