Chapter 47 The Mask

• Veronica’s P.O.V
• I stormed inside the venue I had booked for the birthday, filled with rage. How dare they? My heels clicked hard against the marble floor. My chest was tight, my throat burning, but I couldn’t let anyone see that. Not yet.
• The second I entered the hall, heads turned. People whispered. They had seen Liam walk away from the party. They had seen me left behind. They had seen me rejected and I wanted to scream. But I forced myself to stay calm.