The morning sun was already streaming in through the window, and Ryan could feel the day's demands creeping up on him already. He stood in front of his wardrobe, staring at the row of suits that hung inside.

Ryan hadn't worn one in months, and he felt a mix of emotions as he considered putting one on again. He finally reached for a navy-blue suit, shaking the wrinkles out as he pulled it off the hanger.

He unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off and replacing it with a crisp white button down. ...