The smile on Quinn's face faded away completely. In the past, she could easily charm her younger brother with sweet words, but now Ryan wasn't so easily swayed.
Clara overheard their conversation and couldn't help but chuckle.
Ryan, hearing her voice, got excited and almost got up, but then remembered something and slowly sat back down, deliberately turning his head to the side. “What are you doing here? My leg's been broken for eighteen hours. Were you waiting for me to kick the bucket before showing up?”
He frowned, refusing to look at Clara, clearly upset.
Ryan noticed Clara’s empty hands. Most visitors brought flowers to a patient, but his sister had come empty-handed. It was obvious she hadn’t given him much thought.
He thought about how Clara had used him and then tossed him aside and it only reignited his anger.
“Clara, just leave. I don’t need you here.”
Clara knew him too well. The more he wanted something, the more he’d insist he didn’t. She sat down beside him, casually picked up some fruit from the bedside table, and started peeling it.
Ryan felt a lot better, and his anger melted away.
Clara quickly peeled an apple, and as Ryan reached out to take it, he watched her pop it into her own mouth.
“Clara!!” He bristled instantly, his chest heaving with anger. If his leg weren’t wrapped in bandages, he would’ve stormed out right then!
Clara chuckled, cutting a small piece and bringing it to his lips. “Alright, I’m done teasing you. Eat up.”
Ryan had a string of curse words ready to spill out, but now, whether to curse or not left him stuck. He felt utterly manipulated. But he really did want to eat the fruit she held, so after a moment’s hesitation, he finally leaned down to take a bite.
“Tastes okay. A bit sour though.”
Clara raised her hand, about to ruffle his hair.
Ryan immediately protected his head. “That’s my new haircut!”
She withdrew her hand and asked, “Did you and Colton arrange to race?”
“I didn’t plan it with him. He just showed up. It’s all because you used me and then tossed me aside. I was upset and went for a drive, and ended up running into him. Just my luck. Mom and Dad told me to let it go.”
Clara didn’t know what to say, offering some generic comfort. Ryan could tell she was being dismissive and got even more upset.
Clara stayed for about half an hour before leaving. Ryan wasn’t great at asking people to stay, so he just told her to remember to visit the next day.
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