"What happened?" Zach asked, his eyes softening as he looked intently at her.

"It's nothing. You're overthinking," Madelyn replied, her voice flat.

Zach, sensing she was hiding something, moved closer. He gently wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her onto a table. Reminders of their previous night together were still evident on her skin.

"Don't challenge me like this; I don't appreciate it. Got it?" His voice may have been soft, but the cold warning in his eyes was clear. Nevertheless