Rebecca POV:-
‘Am I making the right choice by taking Ryan along?’
My heart felt faint as extreme dread took over my mind, mixing up my emotions and not letting me think. I began to tremble as unwanted thoughts of despair blended in.
Pushing deeper into the depths of turmoil, my grip on Ryan's hand tightened.
“It’s alright, Rebecca.”
I shut my eyes as my breath became heavy, my heart felt like pricking as the images of the day Jane died came to my mind.
“No, it’s not.” I whispered. Tears pricked in the corner of my eyes, my distressed form couldn't even comprehend anything.
But, at that moment, Ryan also held my hand tightly.
“It is.”
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him. He didn't say anything but passed me an assuring smile.
In the past few days, I can clearly see he is trying to change, either himself or me…
“But- But-”
I don't want him to save me, I am too scared to be saved, I felt like the moment I let myself to feel loved, I'll lose him.