Love. Something you stopped believing in since your first heartbreak. Since then, you always claimed love as a useless feeling and a weakness.

Until Mason. He developed feelings for you, and you were aware of that.

"To feel heartache you need a heart capable of feeling emotions." You said coldly as he tried to take you out once again.

He sighed and placed a hand on her chest. "I can feel it beating. Probably too hard if you ask me. But it's beating awfully fast, wonderfully well."