Ryan sat in his office, staring at his phone screen for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

Serena still wasn’t answering his calls. It had been two days since the incident at the park, and no matter how many times he tried, she wouldn’t pick up.

With a frustrated sigh, he tossed the phone onto his desk and leaned back in his chair.

His head was pounding, and his chest felt tight. He couldn’t sit here anymore. He needed to clear his head.

Grabbing his phone again, he ...