Hayden's POV.
The past few days had gone by in a blur.
Ivy and i were not speaking and I hadn't even seen her in school. I had seen Yousef around school occasionally, a proud daunting smile on his face each time we passed each other and I resisted the urge several times to punch the smile off his face.
The police had backed off from our case for the most part but we had an operation to carry out tonight. I however could not concentrate, the look of hatred in Ivy's eyes always coming back to me, the venom with which she spat with.
How she clearly stated not to ever see me again. I know I shouldn't care but I just found myself doing that. I found myself staring longingly into space each time I perceived someone that had the same perfume she had on. Zac and Alex had pulled me out of m
