Mackenzie’s POV
I pull out my cell, opening up my bank app and groaning as I see the pitifully few dollars that are left in my account. Callan hasn’t asked me for a penny since we came to stay, waving away my attempts to pay when we do go to the store but I still have bills to pay at the shop and the little bit of savings I had are almost gone.
I’m going stir crazy, I’ve only been holed up in this apartment for a few days but if feels like a lifetime. Callan has gone to work each morning, checking in with me throughout the day and bringing home anything I need, but the four walls around me are closing in as I sit around with nothing but my thoughts to occupy me.
My thoughts are filled with Summer, how she found us and what she is doing out of the rehab centre when she’s only served ten……
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