DEVIN’S POV
I glanced at my phone for this umpteenth time in the past one hour, waiting to see if Ivy would call or even text, but nothing. My phone’s blank screen stared back at me, frustrating me. Why wouldn’t she call? Didn’t she get my gifts? The ones I had delivered yesterday and today. She never acknowledged them. Why? I pushed my phone sideways, twisting my lips in anger and frustration.
Ever since I brought up the idea of her moving in with me, she had not said anything else. We haven’t even spoken about it afterwards. Was she really angry at me? I wondered. Did she really not want to move in with me? But that was the only way I could keep an eye on her all time. This was the best idea I had ever had. Why was she being so stubborn? I asked myself.
Then, I remembered what I sai
