Chapter 39

Sally

When I come out of the shower, guess who I see standing on the balcony? Ryan. That’s who. His large hands are pressed to the window, and he is giving me his puppy-eye look that shouldn’t work on me, but it does!

I will give birth to our pup in less than two weeks. I’m heavily pregnant. Moody. Emotional—I even have acne problems due to my hormones, and I’m just...I feel ugly and unloved! Where has Ryan been for this entire month?!

“I hate you!” I yell at the window, knowing the man can hear me loud and clear. He immediately backs up with a guilty expression, but I have more ammunition. “Where the hell have you been?!” Just that question breaks my voice. “I thought you loved me, Ryan. I thought you wanted us to become a family, and then you just...abandoned me! And do you want to know the worst part? Your brother, fucking Ashton, has been there for me in your place!”

Ryan looks like he is about to say something but stops when I slip on the floor due to my wet feet. He moves as fas