The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 11

I never expected to meet Vivi Greene again.

After high school, I went to Southland, Ryan went to Tremont, and Vivi, with average grades, enrolled in a regular college near Tremont to be close to Ryan.

I'd heard that Ryan's father had wanted them to get engaged, but Ryan absolutely refused. He said that was his father's debt to repay—if his dad wanted to settle it, he could marry Vivi himself. His father was so furious and slapped Ryan hard!

In response, Ryan didn't go home for two years. His mother was livid, accusing his father of being obsessed and threatening divorce.

What was once a happy family almost fell apart. Ryan's father didn't dare push further, and the matter was dropped.

I thought Vivi and I would never cross paths again.

But I ran into her during a club gathering.

Alex was finishing a class, and I was waiting at the campus entrance to go to the event together.

After waiting just two minutes, a yellow Lamborghini Urus pulled up in front of me.

The window lowered to reveal Ryan's face, handsome enough to be on a billboard.

"Going to the gathering? Get in, I'll give you a ride."

I said cautiously. "How do you know I'm going to a gathering? You're not even in our club."

Ryan smiled and showed me a photo on his phone.

"Applied last week and got approved. As a club member, I can't attend a group activity?"

I grew increasingly annoyed. I didn't understand why Ryan was acting this way.

Our breakup had been mutual. Years later, he was acting as if he still had feelings for me, which was truly frustrating.

I admit I had liked him and even cried myself to sleep after we broke up.

But that was in the past.

Too tired to argue, I turned to leave.

I heard the car door open and close behind me. Ryan grabbed my wrist.

"Haley, we need to talk."