Elina’s POV

I lay on Ryan’s bed, casually scrolling through my phone. Till I stumbled on Ryan’s official account. A new post there, just uploaded thirty minutes ago, a video.

On the thumbnail, I could see that it was about us.

My breath caught as I tapped it. The video played, and I was greeted with Ryan’s smile as he spun me in slow circles in his arms. I could see myself in his grasp, smiling shyly as my hair whipped around me.

“People say I ...