Lonely in the world.

Ryan stared at Delyth's worried face for a moment longer than necessary before shaking his head. "There is no need for you to explain anything, Delyth," he said with a decisive tone.

His words like that finally brought the relief Delyth was craving. For a moment she had thought that Ryan had softened towards Arwen, but his apparent indifference to the misunderstanding eased her anxious nerves. As long as Ryan doesn't care for Arwen, she has the chance. Internally smiling, she kept her outward expression calm. 

"Arwen shouldn't have to be so fickle," Delyth said, her voice tinged with subtle disdain. "How could she misunderstand you so easily?" She paused briefly, then added. "But Ryan, you don't have to be stubborn either. She was your financée. If she misunderstood you, take the opportunity to explain everything to her. Don't let this misconception linger, or else —"