Their End, My Beginning
Chapter 22
Author’s Note: In this chapter is the summary of what Ryder felt from the time they first met after 3 years that is from chapter 4 after flashback. I hope it wont confuse you that is the reason why i wrote my note. Now you can continue.
*Ryder POV
The first time we met after 3 years, I heard a sweet voice shouting my name after a very long time, the heart I thought didn’t exist started to beat wildly, at first, I couldn’t believe it was she, the love of my life standing behind me. I could recognise that voice even if I am in a crowded place, I was that madly in love with her, but I can’t invite her into my messy life. The perfect life she was having will be gone the second she enters my life, and that was why I gave many cold looks and looked at her as if she was a stranger when she was nothing but that, and said those three hateful words ‘Who are you?” I didn’t know what went through my mind at that time, but the moment those words were said, I regretted it. I haven’t regretted anything as much as I regretted saying those words. I felt as if I drank some acid. My throat was burning, Christ, everything in me was burning with guilt and regret. I felt that the heart I thought was not there before I saw her was now dead. And I don’t think I could ever forgive myself for the pain I saw in those beautiful hazel eyes.
where I am today. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if they said ‘he is not my son’. When I saw those eyes of hers, that I wouldn’t mind looking at 24/7, tearing up, I didn’t want nothing more than to run to her and hug her and console her. It took everything in me to not run
the way she looked at the entrance of the church as if she was waiting for someone and the disappointment in her eyes realising that someone hasn’t come yet. And when I realised that someone was behind me, I had to
everything very efficiently. I shouldn’t have even had a doubt because she definitely was strong. The day I heard of my parents’ death I became a maniac drowning my pain in alcohol. I couldn’t even give a proper funeral for them it was Kat’s parents who did everything and I couldn’t be more thankful to them. I know that they tried to contact me, but