DONOVAN'S POV
I barely remember leaving the school. One moment I was in the hallway, the next I was behind the wheel, driving toward the crumbling tenement where Amanda now lived.
I was going to wait for her. And if I saw her get out of Steven's car one more time, I swore I would lock her in my room and give her the worst punishment of her life.
This time, I wouldn't go easy on her.
I'd f**k her until every cell in her body remembered she belonged to me.
But as the minutes dragged on, something shifted in my chest. A restlessness I couldn't name.
Then I saw Mia. She was walking toward the apartment building, her backpack slung over one shoulder. The same kid who used to grin at me, who used to beg me to sneak her extra dessert at Pack dinners—she walked right past me li
