Ryley stared at the photo album Lucas offered, his hand reluctantly accepted it after a while. "Thanks," he said.
Lucas bowed his head and added, "Mr. Clyde also left something for you inside the drawer."
"Okay." Ryley answered shortly before closing the door. Carrying the photo album in his hand, the blond walked back to the corner of the bed. Only after he sat down did he finally open the leather cover and saw the pictures inside.
He was still a little bit distraught to even guess what he was going to see inside the photo album, but once his brown eyes went through the pages of the black and white pictures, the burden that weighed down his heart gradually disappeared.
His slender fingers went up to caress the perfection captured in each frame— Clyde was looking at him so tenderly, in the same way Ryley locked the man's figure with his affectionate gaze.