Ryan stared at me as he sipped his coffee. I met his gaze but he never looked away no matter how many times our eyes met. It was breakfast time and for the past ten minutes he had just been looking at me. 

" What is wrong with you? Why do you keep staring at me?" I finally gave in and asked. I was exasperated.

" Ah, glad you asked." He said calmly. " Let's fall in love again."

I blinked and then blinked again. " What madness are you on about?"

" We should fall in love again. I thought about what you said the other day and I think that we could do it if we tried. I have been horrible to you this is true but I think that I don't want to give up completely on us."

He set his coffee cup down and looked at me with hopeful eyes. I placed my silverware down and leaned back in my seat.  " Ryan." I sighed 

" Hear me out. You say you are not and will not go back to Jae. So all the only person left to love you is me. I won't contact that woman. Since our wedding day it's only been you." He said " I will do my hardest to keep it that way until the end of our days."

I closed my eyes as he spoke. Not as if that was going to shut him up. I had to think about all of this. He was being adamant about us being together again and part of me wanted to take it. He's mine legally and I won't have to feel bad about loving him since he's mine to love. But part of me wasn't sure I could keep my own promise to not mingle with Jaejeong. If he were to corner her hold me, and whisper in my ear I'm not too sure if I could resist the temptation. Who was to say I wouldn't seduce him myself? But Ryan seemed to be coming around and if...if he could love me for real then would that be so bad? Slowly I opened my eyes after coming to a resolution.

" Fine. We have the next couple of weeks before I leave to see if things will work out. If it doesn't then we are simply comrades in ruling this country and raising our children that's it." I said resolutely.

Ryan gave me a cute wink " Deal."

I rolled my eyes and began eating once again. 

Later I went over to the library and it was filled with roses. I raised a brow at the sight and walked through the aisles. I had to admit I was slightly touched by the gesture. While I knew he had no way of doing the act himself, I knew he at least ordered it to be done. I grabbed the book I was looking for and then sat in my favorite corner in the library. I smelled the rose beside me before I began reading.