Ryan stood in the kitchen, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. The words Sebastian had said echoed in his head—Damien's in love with Chloe. He can't handle this. The thought of Damien, his uncle, the one who'd always been the rock, tangled up in Chloe… made Ryan's stomach churn.
Sienna stood in the doorway, watching him with quiet intensity, but Ryan barely noticed. His gaze was distant, lost in his thoughts. The past few hours had felt like a blur, filled with anger, jealousy, and confusion. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Damien, of all people, could fall for Chloe.
"Ryan," Sienna said softly, drawing his attention. He turned to look at her, but she could see the conflict in his eyes.
"You okay?" she asked, her tone carefully neutral.
Ryan ran a hand through his hair, frustration tightening his jaw. "I don't get it, Sienna. I just… I don't understand."
"What don't you understand?" she asked, her voice almost too calm.
