etter. "Hey, Avery, can I ask you something?" Mike said, as they sat down in the living room. Avery smiled, looking at him with interest. "Of course, Mike. What is it?" Mike leaned forward, h

himself feeling more and more drawn to Avery. She was smart, funny, and beautiful, and he couldn't help but be captivated by her. But as he looked into her eyes, he knew that he had to be careful. Avery was a princess, after all, and he was just a ordinary guy. He didn't want to get too close, only to get hurt in the end. As the conversation went on, Mike found himself asking Avery more and more questions. He wanted to know everything about her, from her favorite foods to her childhood memories. Avery laughed and smiled, answering his questions with ease. And as they talked, Mike felt himself falling more and more under her spell. He knew that he was in trouble, but he couldn't help himself. Avery was captivating, and he was hooked. As the night wore on, Mike realized that he had never felt this way about anyone before. He was smitten, and he didn't know how to stop it. But as he looked at Avery, he knew that he didn't want to stop

even if he's not, we'll figure something out." Avery felt a surge of gratitude towards Mike. He was being so kind and supportive, and she didn't know what she would do without him. As they stood there, Mike's hand still on her shoulder, Avery felt a sense of comfort wash over her. She knew that Mike was just trying to be a good friend, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. She missed Ryan, and she couldn't wait until they were reunited again. She wondered what he was doing right now, and whether he was thinking of her too. As Mike's hand dropped from her shoulder, Avery felt a sense of loss. But then, Mike smiled at her, and she felt a sense of comfort again. "Let's get some rest, okay?" Mike said. "We can worry about Ryan tomorrow." Avery nodded, smiling back at Mike. "Okay," she said. As they said their goodbyes, Avery felt a sense of gratitude towards Mike. He was a true friend, and she knew that she could always count on him. She went back to bed, her mind still racing with thoughts of Ryan. She wondered when she would see him again, an

e'll be fine." But Avery just shook her head, her sobs intensifying. "What if something happens to him?" she cried. "What if I never see him again?" Mike pulled her into a tight hug, trying to comfort her. "We'll find out what's going on with Ryan," he promised. "We'll make sure he's safe." As Avery cried, Mike held her, trying to absorb some of her pain. He knew how much she cared about Ryan, and he could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes. After a while, Avery's sobs began to subside, and she pulled back from Mike, wiping her eyes with her sleeve. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice still shaking. "I just feel so helpless." Mike smiled and put a hand on her shoulder. "You're not helpless, Avery," he said. "We'll figure this out together. We'll find Ryan and make sure he's s

s eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. "But it's not all worth it," Avery said finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "Not if it means losing the people I care about." Mike's heart went out to her, and he felt a surge of anger towards the people who had hurt her. As they sat there in silence, Mike realized that he was starting to understand Avery. He was starting to see beyond the surface, to the complex, vulnerable person beneath. And as he looked at her, he felt a sense of connection, a sense of understanding. "Hey, Avery?" Mike said, his voice soft. Avery looked up at him, her eyes questioning. "Yeah?" she said. Mike smiled, feeling a sense of trepidation. "Can I ask you something else?" he said. Avery nodded, her expression curious. "What is it?" she said. Mike took a deep breath, unsure of how to ask what he wanted to know. "What's going on with you and Ryan?" he said finally. Avery's expression changed, and for a moment, Mike saw a glimmer of uncertainty. "I... I don't know," Avery said, her v