LOGINLeo's pov
The place everyone called Mason Bridge was not really a bridge.
It was just a long covered passageway between two old campus buildings, with cracked concrete underfoot and rusted railings no one trusted enough to lean on. Students gave ordinary places dramatic names all the time. This one happened to stick.
I stood there with my cane planted beside me, fingers wrapped around the handle, waitin
Ryker's POVI was in a very good mood.I'm not even sure why.Since Oliver and Chris walked in on me and Ronaldo that morning, I'd had this strange sense of comfort sitting inside my chest.It wasn't happiness exactly.It wasn't excitement either.It was just... peace.For the first time in what felt like forever, everything felt quieter.The constant ache that had been clawing at my chest for weeks wasn't gone, but it wasn't screaming anymore.It was resting.And I'd take that, any day over the usual chaos.I adjusted my bag on my shoulder as I made my way across campus.Students hurried in every direction.Some were heading to classes.Some were sitting beneath trees.Others were gathered around food stalls laughing loudly.Life move
Leo's POVMy brain was hurting,really badly too.Not just from the alcohol I had consumed earlier.Not just from the migraine that had been threatening to split my skull in half since morning from all the drinking.Everything hurt.My chest.My thoughts.My conscience.Exactly as my father predicted, the news about me saying the wrong name on the altar spread like wildfire, and it was already on every tabloid there was.Every.Single.One.The moment I opened my phone, it was there."Leonardo Rizz Calls Another Name During Wedding Vows.""Mystery Person Interrupts High Profile Wedding.""Who Is Ryker?"I couldn't escape it.Ryker's name was out there in the open, free for any and everyone to figure out his identity, free for anyone to do whatever they could to him.And I was over here.Powerless.I couldn't protect him.It wouldn't take long.In fact, I could already picture my father's face as he realizes that Ryker is a real person, and as he realizes my true interests, my sexuality
Ryker's POVComfort was the first thing I noticed.Not the sunlight pouring through the curtains and splashing across the room. Not the dull ache lingering behind my eyes from the alcohol. Not even the unfamiliar weight pressing gently against my back.For a few blissful seconds, I stayed exactly where I was, half asleep and wrapped in comfort.Then reality slowly began creeping back in.I blinked.The room came into focus.My dorm room.My bed.Someone behind me.My entire body stiffened.Leo?.The thought came automatically.My heart jumped before crashing just as quickly.No.Not Leo.Leo was married now.Or at least he should be.The realization hurt more than I expected.Slowly, I turned around.Ronaldo.My eyebrows immediately knitted together."What..."My voice sounded rough.Ronaldo was asleep, one arm draped loosely around my waist.I stared at him.Why was Ronaldo in my bed?Then pieces of yesterday started returning.The tequila.The sadness.The conversation.The distract
Leo's POV"Mr. Rizz, you mean to say Catherine Wilson?"The officiant's voice cut through the noise in my head.I blinked and my vision cleared almost immediately.Whatever image of Ryker had been standing in front of me vanished as quickly as it had appeared.The black tux.The bouquet.The soft smile.Gone.Reality slammed back into place.The flowers.The altar.The hundreds of guests. Catherine standing in front of me.Not Ryker.The crowd was still gasping.Whispers moved through the audience like wildfire.Murmurs.Questions.Rumors.Gossip.Every wealthy family in attendance was probably already crafting their own version of what had just happened.I swallowed hard."Yes," I said immediately.My voice sounded rough "Yes, I meant my beautiful wife, Catherine."The officiant looked relieved.Behind me, I heard Warren and Ryan snickering.Bastards.The audience slowly settled.Though I could still feel their eyes on me.Waiting.Watching.Expecting another mistake.Expecting anot
Always be right here Ryker's POVI must have fallen asleep.I didn't know when.My head ached as consciousness slowly returned to me. Everything felt fuzzy, like my brain was wrapped in cotton. I let out a quiet groan and shifted beneath the blanket.The room was still dark.Moonlight spilled through the window, painting silver streaks across the walls.I frowned.Something felt different.When I turned slightly, I realized someone was lying right next to me.The person's body engulfed me in a loose half-hug, one arm draped across my waistComforting and safe.I blinked slowly before tilting my head upward.The person wasn't wearing a shirt.My eyes traveled over familiar features.The strong jaw.The dark hair.The broad shoulders.Ronaldo.How did Ronaldo get here?I stared at him in confusion.What happened?I tried to remember yesterday.Leo.The wedding.The gift.The pool.The look on Leo's face.The pain immediately returned, adding to the sharp ache in my head.Quick and merc
Leo's POVI stood at the altar and wondered if hell always looked this beautiful.The wedding venue had been transformed overnight into something straight out of a luxury magazine. White flowers decorated nearly every visible surface. Roses, lilies, orchids, and flowers I couldn't even name spilled from golden arrangements positioned throughout the estate.Rows upon rows of expensive white chairs stretched across the lawn.Crystal chandeliers hung from transparent canopies overhead.The fountain near the entrance had been decorated with floating petals.Everything looked perfect.Elegant.Extravagant.Exactly the kind of wedding my father would approve of.Exactly the kind of wedding Catherine had dreamed of.Exactly the kind of wedding I never wanted.Music floated softly through the air as wealthy guests chatted among themselves.Politicians.Business moguls.Celebrities.Family friends.People whose names I barely knew.People who had probably come here just to witness another alli
Leo's pov The beach felt too open.I wandered aimlessly across the shoreline, my feet sinking into wet sand as waves chased themselves toward me like restless ghosts. The salty wind whipped against my skin, but it did nothing to clear my head.Nothing could.Not after what Catherine had said.Not
Leo’s POVThe words didn’t settle right in my head.They circled, repeated, rearranged themselves like they were trying to become something believable.“You said you were tired… you went to the r
Ryker’s POV“Stage four cancer?” The words slipped out before I could stop them. “How? I saw you a few months ago. You looked fine. I don’t understand, sir.”Professor John Mark ’s face hardened inst
Leo’s POVWhen I woke up, it felt like someone had split my skull open and stuffed concrete inside.A sharp pounding slammed against my temples with every heartbeat. I groaned under my breath and pressed the heel of my pa







