Devon’s POV.

I stared at her, my jaw dropping as I took in her furious expression. Her eyes blazed with anger, and her hands were clenched into tight fists.

“What the heck have I done?” I mumbled, but before I could finish my sentence, she cut me off.

“Are you deaf or something?” she yelled. “I said get out of my house, now!”

I opened my mouth to protest, but she pushed me toward the door, her strength surprising me.

“I'm serious, Devon,” she ...