Dying

Ryan's POV

While I stood in the elevator, I tried to fathom how long it has been since I last stepped my foot into it, has it been two? Three? Or four?

That was how long Richard had taken what I had done to Nina to heart, he had changed drastically, and I didn't know if I was supposed to be glad or feel so awkward.

“ You are here” his face came into view and I could tell how relaxed he was.

I could even swear that he had aged a few years back, and I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me who it was. Reina's magic was the cause of it.

His face radiated love, peace, and he looked happy, far more than I was ever or could ever be.

“ Your time counts now” he said immediately as I placed a foot in, not lifting his head to even take a glance at me.

“ Is it that bad?” I threw my hands apart. “That you refuse to take a look at me now?”

He continued scribbling on the paper before him. “ You lost that right when you treated Nina like trash.”

I nodded.

“ I deserve it anyway” I wasn't going