Rylanne is pacing like a madman. His blonde hair is messily ruffled like he just rolled out of bed, and his clothes are disheveled and dirty. He could have slept in the gutter, for all I know.

Rylanne isn’t exactly intimidating. I mean, he’s around five feet eleven and built sturdy like a footballer, and he’s not exactly ugly or villain-esque. He doesn’t look like a guy who would beat or abuse you. All my mom’s kids got good-looking genes. I guess a lot of money helped with ...