Chapter One Hundred Seven

Gwen.

Ryan looked hurt by what I said but god whatever he is thinking isn’t what I’m talking about.

“Please don’t take this wrongly Ryan,” I begged.

I sounded like a whining child right now. I know I wasn’t supposed to feel this way, like this guilt of being with another man even though I had divorced my scumbag husband but I couldn’t help it.

At times this all feels like a dream to me and I want to wake up.

Ryan shifts in his seat,

“I’m sorry. I didn’t care to ask, I assumed this is the kind of place you would love to come to,” he said looking apologetic making me feel worse than I was before.

“It’s a beautiful place Ryan, but I think I would be more comfortable in a quiet and nice place,” I said hoping I hadn’t offended him. This place was perfect and though nobody had noticed me yet, I still felt like there were eyes on my body.

I wanted to come to this dinner, but nobody forced me. I was ready to move on from Henry, but it was way harder than I thought. Herny was my first e