"Mom, I —" Ryan wanted to retort that but couldn't bring himself to. He was confident until he hadn't met Arwen, but after meeting her, he felt his confidence wavering.
The way Arwen had treated him told him the tale that he had been denying all this while. It truly looked like she no longer cared for him. Like he didn't affect her anymore.
She truly looked like she had moved one. But how can it be so easy for her to move on?
"What?" When Beca didn't hear her son responding, she asked. "You think you have the ability? Or is it you have come to realize that you didn't."
Ryan stared at her and the answer was clear in his eyes. Yet, he chose to reason. "Mom, but her choice is wrong her decision is wrong. Maybe I have messed up a big one this time, and I no longer hold the ability to bring her back into my life. But … But the one she chose over me … do you think he is suitable? Do you think he deserves her? He is an —"