(Faith's P.O.V.)
I could feel his strange look as the police officer went on with his investigation. I answered a few questions, but I couldn't focus well because of Drake.
I would melt if I were an ice cream because of the way he looks at me.
My head was also starting to spin around, so I decided to said my goodbye and leave the station. You can say that it's just my excuse. I really don't think I can stand another second with him. He's making me uncomfortable, knowing that I'm hiding something from him and about what happened to the kidnapping. Isn't it just ironic how these officers thank him for helping them find the culprit when it's actually him who scared me the most.
I was hesitant to accept the officer's offer to take me home at first, but when I realized that Drake could offe
