CHAPTER 72

Rylan stared at his phone ringing beside him as he lay on his bed. He knew it was Dayton calling to report on Lana’s movement. Presently, nothing moved him. He was numb and lost. Rylan never knew he would feel this way ever again. The last time this had happened to him was when he got kicked out of his marital home. For the first few days, he was lost and couldn’t leave his bed. Tristan had tried to lift his spirit but nothing worked. All the liquor they drank on those nights at the bar didn’t make him feel better, so why did he think that drowning himself in whiskey was the solution?

Rylan was unsure of his answer. Arlene had come home, but he didn’t acknowledge her presence. The worst was when he took her she wasn’t his mother. Rylan could feel the cold hands of guilt grip him. He felt bad for saying those words. Though Arlene wasn’t his real mother, she was everything a mother could be. She had offered to take him in. Rylan wondered where he would have ended up if he hadn’t met Ar