Chapter 91 Ghosts From The Past

• The library was a sanctuary. I found solace among the rows of books, their silent presence a comforting backdrop to the chaos of my life. I was deep into my novel, fingers flying across the keyboard, when a shadow fell over my table. I looked up, startled.
• Noah stood there, his expression hesitant, like he was unsure of his place in my world anymore. The last time I’d seen him, he’d been drunk and mean, lashing out at me in a way that had left scars deeper than any physical wound.
• Sometimes I still couldn’t believe all the crap that I had been forced to endure with Noah. If I hadn’t gotten with Liam and seen how amazing being cared for by him was, I would have sworn off all guys after being with Noah.