Hailey's POV
I hadn’t slept all night too busy crying. My pillow was stained with tear and sobs unstopping. I wasn't crying because I didn't get Devin, I was crying because of the mess my life became. I even thought I loved him. I'd never been torn apart by a guy before, but now, I hated him. I hated Danny. I felt like I hated everybody.
There was a knock on my door and I didn't reply. It opened an inch, and my mother came in. I didn't budge. She sat on my bed and put her hand on the back of my head. Tears welled in my eyes, but she wouldn't know. I was face-first to the pillow.
"Hailey, honey, talk to me," she said. I shook my head and she sighed. "It's three in the morning, dear." She grabbed my shoulders and pried me off the pillow. I felt miserable. I could see the blotches of masc
