Hailey’s POV
Roy had already left.
His side of the driveway was empty when I stepped outside, the morning air sharp against my skin.
He said he had hockey practice. He’d kissed my forehead before sunrise and told me to text him when I got to school. I hadn’t told him about Ryan. I didn’t have the strength to say it out loud yet.
I dressed carefully. Jeans without a single flaw. A clean shirt. Jacket zipped up perfectly. I checked myself in the mirror longer than usual, fingers brushing my cheek where the swelling had faded but the ache hadn’t.
I grabbed my keys and drove myself today. I was not going to let anything ruin my mood, especially not Ryan or those two idiots.
The road blurred past, but my mind stayed stuck.
Why was Ryan like that?
That question kept looping in my head,
