A/N: Not sure where this came from, but I felt sorry for Ryan. It's short. A drabble
He'd known. As soon as he asked her he'd known.
"Did you get knocked up on prom night?"
Trouble. Big trouble.
They'd been together for two years. He'd proposed multiple times and the third time was the charm. She'd said yes. She'd accepted the ring, that one perfect ring that had taken him hours and hours to find. She'd kissed him and he had already started to imagine what their wedding would be like.
However, as soon as he'd heard Baze's voice over the speakers he'd known that he was going to be the end of them. He'd tried to deny it for weeks, to ignore the man's obvious influence on Cate. He could see that something had changed but he so hard tried to deny it.
He shouldn't have said yes after she gave him back the ring only to propose to him the next day. He should've known better.
Now, he knew to always trust his instincts.
Now, he was alone.