Strangely Familiar

Mackenzie's heart sunk in her chest. It was very obvious that he had retreated into his cold shell. His eyes no longer held any form of emotion, and the smile she had come to love so much had disappeared, vanished.

Could she really blame him? She had hurt him by lying, perhaps she deserved it.

She lowered her eyes to her flats, and shook her head.

"I'm sorry." She raised her eyes to look at him. She stared at his cast without saying a word. Words could not describe the ache in her chest.

"When did this happen?"

"Doesn't matter. What are you doing here, Mackenzie?" Chase asked, without looking at her.

He could not afford to stay angry at her if he looked at her.

Her dark curly waves bounced on her shoulders, the same way they had done when they first met.

He was mad at her, yet he wanted her so bad it took every iota of self control not to pull her to himself.

When Mackenzie didn't speak, he turned in her direction and rose from the bed. The more he sat still, the faster he wa