Ella's POV

　　I felt sorry for her, sitting on her knees, slouching forward on the floor. She had been crying and begging, explaining franticly and pleading.

　　Now the shouting and crying were reduced to heaving and sobbing with her face towards the floor.

　　Ryan was seething like each breath was like a deep growl. Filled the room entirely, and my eyes just rested on the once so sassy young girl. She had been a little pest in my life since I was pushed into ...