CHAPTER 15 Trust?

  Ally's POV

  "You have some nerve showing up here," I hiss, stepping forward until I'm close enough to see the distinct green flecks in his otherwise stormy grey eyes- Nathan's are pure steel, void of such warmth.

  "Ally, what's wrong?" Elliot's brows knit together in confusion, and he reaches out as if to soothe a wild creature.

  "Get your hand away from me!" My voice cracks the calm evening air, a thunderclap of pent-up rage. Dawn snarls within me, echoing my fury.

  "Is this about Nathan? I assure you, Ally, I'm not him," he tries to explain, but his words only fuel my anger.

  "Of course, you're not! Do you think I can't tell you apart? But it doesn't matter. You wear his face, his smirk, his... everything!" I gesture wildly at his features, my hands trembling. "Looking at you is like looking at him!"

  "Ally, please- " Elliot starts, but the look I give him silences him on the spot.