Darcy sat in her doctor's waiting room, twisting her hands nervously as she waited for Mark to come pick her up, wondering if he would actually show up. Biting her bottom lip, she thought about everything that had happened since Christmas. Things had been going better than alright until she had turned him down. After that, everything between the two of them had become a bit strained. Hell, they were more than a bit strained. They had left two days after the proposal without saying much of anything to each other, though God knew she had tried. But every time she had tried, he had just pushed her away, claiming he needed time and space, so, rather reluctantly, she had given it to him. Now, two weeks later, things were still just as bad. He wasn’t sleeping in bed with her anymore, instead opt
