Chapter 132: Silent Treatment

After a silent car ride to work this morning, I'd hoped for more from Ryland this afternoon. But we've both carried on with our childish game of giving each other the silent treatment. We're really making our first fight worth its money.

He parks in a designated space for the condo while the other two remain empty, and I shake my head at more proof of Ryland's ridiculousness. I jump out of the car and close the door behind me.

"Could you not slam my car door so hard?" Ryland's eyes drill me to the spot as he leans over the hood of his car glaring at me.

Deep breaths, Marissa. Deep breaths. "Why don't you leave me a sticky note?" I yell back at him and walk on the elevator pressing the close button repeatedly. Unfortunately, he makes it in before the doors close on him and we stand side by side on either side of the small space.