CHAPTER FOUR
After a brief workout, Brynn iced her hip. She never thought she’d have anything in common with Ryland Guyer. She wanted to hate him, but his telling her what he’d been through tugged at her heart. A part of her wanted to help him, make sure he was okay, not headed in the wrong direction to the dark place he’d once been. Over the past three months, her emotions could swing from good to bad in an instant. At times, something inconsequential to most people would make her want to curl up in the fetal position and cry. Maybe Ry was beyond that back-and-forth when breathing took effort. She hoped so for his sake.
An unexpected reaction given their past, but his openness had surprised her. So had his experience because he seemed indestructible—or had until his crash. Hearing his s
