When the pressuring silence became unbearable, Ryley rubbed his hands together and mustered his courage to ask, "C-can I help you with anything—"
His voice halted the moment Sean suddenly hugged him, mumbling in his hoarse voice, "Sorry... Can you just..."
He was meant to ask Ryley to give him a moment, but as he was unable to finish his words, Sean buried his face even deeper, shedding the tears that he must have held back since earlier.
It was the first time he ever cried on someone else's shoulder.
Ryley was confused about what to do, both of his hands were stiffly hung in the air.
But the guilty feelings kept mounting in his chest, driving him to gently pat Sean's back and let him hug him for as long as he wanted.
Unfortunately, Vincent witnessed all this when he had just opened a message from Clyde.
[Mr. Clyde]: What is my wife doing now? Send me a picture of him.
