RYDER
An hour had passed since Ivy left and I was still seated in my car in utter disbelief. I couldn't believe she would do that right after we made out but then again, she was good with her words.
She had smartly weaseled herself out of making me assume we were more and walked away unscathed. Now, I felt like I was the one who was used by her, and it was an odd feeling. I was always the one who was accused of using people, but this time, it was the opposite.
I scoffed in both amusement and a feeling I couldn't decipher yet and I tried to calm the urge to yell inside me because I was frustrated. Ivy was right there for me to have.
She was all I had my eyes on, but I couldn't ask her to be mine, nor could I tell her more than I'd already said about me and Janet, whom she thought I was
