115 I'm home

Jake nodded, seemingly agreeing with Zara. He turned his pick-up truck in the opposite direction and drove towards Veronica's place. The short ride was filled with silence. 

Zara kept trying to small talk with him but he only nodded or replied with hmm, yes, and no. She couldn't understand why he had suddenly gone so quiet. She tried to think if somehow she had offended him, but couldn't think of anything substantial.

After several failed attempts to make him talk, Zara sat back on her seat, her fingers squirming in her lap. She kept thinking of new ways of approaching him, opening her mouth several times to ask something, only to close it back again.

Then suddenly something clicked inside her brain as the image of Ryan appeared in front of her eyes. She recalled the prom night and Jake's face when he had seen them together.

Was it the same thing happening all over again?