Chapter 44 : Daisy's Dating Advice

Haven’s POV

I lean against the back wall and stare at the wall in front of me blankly. My feet have formed blisters in the exact same spot for the past three nights, rubbing a hole through the side of my foot. I do not know how it is possible for shoes to eat feet, but the ones I decided to wear for the past three nights must have formed some kind of pact to make me miserable.

In the most sarcastic way, perfect.

It is how I feel inside and out—miserable.

I glance over and see the other girls smiling and laughing. They are obviously keeping to the status quo as they sprinkle glitter on their boobs and fix their makeup and hair. I wish I were like them. I wish I could just love them and leave them as I paraded onto the next guy.

Ever since Cruz left, I have felt this sick emptiness compressing my chest. Parts of me ache that I didn’t know I had. My chest hurts with every beat of my heart.

I still have no idea why he left the way he did and why he didn’t even say goodbye.