"I just couldn't."
Ryan didn't want to talk to the press. He just wanted to be alone. I stayed with him as he sat down in the empty doctor's lounge. I sat beside him, watching him in silence.
His face was so pale, so puffy and red. His eyes were like hollow, dark pools but I could see his immense sadness swirling behind them. He was clutching a tissue in one hand as he kept his head down.
I reached over to him and took his hand in mine. He looked at me like I was an alien. He pulled his hand away and continued to stare at me. I felt the weight of his gaze and I just couldn't take it.
"I'm really sorry," I told him, my voice cracking.
I felt his eyes bore into me. His eyes were dark, like an abyss. I felt like I was falling into them. I felt like I was drowning in them, in his hurt. I
