Ryder took a deep breath, feeling a sense of determination wash over him. He knew what he had to do, and he was going to do it. He was going to fight for Emma, no matter what it took.
As he turned to go back inside, he saw Sophia standing in the doorway, a look of concern on her face. "Ryder, are you okay?" she asked, her voice dripping with sweetness.
Ryder forced a smile onto his face. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said, trying to brush it off. "Just needed some fresh air."
Sophia nodded, but Ryder could tell she didn't believe him. She knew him too well, and she could see the desperation in his eyes.
As they went back inside, Ryder's mind was racing. He knew he had to come up with a plan, and fast. He couldn't marry Sophia, not now, not ever. But he also couldn't afford to lose everything. He had to find a way to get out of this marriage without losing his family's business.
Ryder spent the rest of the night thinking, trying to come up with a plan. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was determined to make it work. He was going to fight for Emma, and he was going to win.
As the night wore on, Ryder's resolve grew stronger. He knew what he had to do, and he was going to do it. He was going to tell Sophia the truth, no matter how hard it was. He was going to fight for his happiness, and he was going to win.
The next morning, Ryder woke up feeling more determined than ever. He knew what he had to do, and he was going to do it. He was going to talk to Sophia, and he was going to tell her the truth.
As he got dressed and ready for the day, Ryder felt a sense of calm wash over him. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he was ready. He was ready to face whatever came next, as long as it meant being with Emma.
Ryder took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He knew it was going to be a long day, but he was ready. He was ready to fight for his happiness, and he was going to win.