AERILYN'S POV
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I unlock my front door, freezing when I hear fast, hard footsteps coming from behind me. I leave the key in my door, lifting my head before slowly turning around.
"What's wrong?" Ryan asks, his soft fingers brushing down my arm, but I don't look at him, no.
My eyes are fixed on a very pissed-off Blaze storming towards us.
My heart drops into my stomach, my blood runs cold and it's like seeing a ghost, except he's more handsome than ever.
Ryan follows my gaze, and he instantly grabs my hand, "Who's this?" he asks concerned, fear tainting his voice, but I can't speak as I prepare for every possible thing that could go wrong this very moment.
I could feel Ryan tug on my hand, but I didn't need his protection.
He needs mine.
"What the hell are you doing?" Blaze bellow
