"So we... move forward?"
Since Ryan Sterling wasn't afraid, Evelyn Grant felt that if she backed away now, it just wouldn't be right.
He had already taken ninety-nine steps toward her. With only this final step remaining, Evelyn Grant couldn't possibly take another step back.
"Okay. We'll do this together."
Putting down his phone, Ryan Sterling felt a sense of peace he had never experienced before.
'She's finally mine.'
'I finally don't have to live like a beggar, stealing glances at other people's happiness, only to go off and lick my wounds alone.'
'He was terrified of those days. Terrified of living through even one more day, one more minute, one more second!'
...
When Evelyn Grant returned to the apartment, Ryan Sterling was working.
She went to her room alone to wash up and change. By the time she came out, Ryan Sterling had already left his study.
The moment he saw her, he walked straight over without a word and wrapped his arms around her from behind.
