Chapter 17 CHAPTER 17

The teakettle hisses on the stove, but I can’t seem to climb out of my place on the couch to do anything about it.

Ryan gets up, and not only does he remove the boiling water from the burner, but he splashes it into a mug he’s prepared to make tea for me. The pillow in my hands is soft as I squ...

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