Chapter 16 A Shattered Mask

• Noah’s P.O.V.
• The morning after was always the hardest. The quiet that followed a night of being reckless felt louder than the music that pounded last night.
• It echoed in my mind, filling the empty spaces that I couldn’t seem to escape. I tried not to think about what happened last night, but it was impossible. Veronica’s words haunted me, but more than that, Liam’s absence seemed to leave a larger hole with every passing minute.