Chapter 38

Denise had no clue what was wrong with Ryan tonight, but she made sure to tread carefully around him—he was seriously scary right now. Without saying a word, Ryan grabbed her wrist and dragged her off in another direction. It was late, and this part of campus was almost deserted. A wave of fear hit Denise. "Ryan, let go! Let me go!" she struggled, her voice panicked. A couple of students were behind them, also heading home after class. They glanced over but only figured it was another couple having a lovers’ quarrel. Campus romances were common, and so were late-night hotel trips. No one gave it much thought. Suddenly, Ryan shoved Denise to the ground. Her head hit something hard near a corner, sending a sharp pain through her skull. She could feel blood. Everything around her blurred for a second. How could a guy who was always so gentle turn this violent out of nowhere? Ryan closed in on her, step by step. He yanked her arm again, eyes burning with rage. "Denise, you think you’re som