Chapter Seventeen

RYDER. 

That taunting smile. 

That same smile that's been haunting my memory since all these years, she's giving me one of them again and I clench my teeth, moving closer to her. 

Her smile slowly disappears as her eyes move to the movement of my legs before she meets with my gaze once again and she raises a brow at me. 

"What the fuck do you think you're doing here?"

I whisper, trying to calm down the anger that's pulsating in me. 

"I see you haven't changed a bit. You remain that fucked up kid that's ready to throw a punch at anything in his way. "

"Don't talk to me like that. "

I warn her, my fingers digging into my palm at this rate and I'm second aways from exploding. 

I have always adored this woman. I have always loved her as a family. Even after I killed her son, I've always looked out for her forgiveness but knowing that her own husband fucking died–which there's no way she