Natasha shouted at him, stopping him.
"I love you, Ryan, and that is the truth!
"I know that I messed up, and you will probably never forgive me for it, but I do really love you. I do!"
Ryan glanced over at her.
"Why would I believe you? You love lying to get what you want, and this could probably be a lie as well to make me forgive you and go all soft on you."
Natasha furiously shook her head at him. "No, no. I swear, I am not lying."
She crawled toward him and grabbed his leg.
"I'm sorry, Ryan. I'm sorry for what I did. But please don't hate me for this, I beg you. We've been together for years now, please do not judge me like this because of this one incident," she pleaded, her tears falling nonstop.
Ryan gazed at her. His anger was not subsiding, so he pushed her off and left the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
With Lancelot following, they left to return to his room.
