Hayley Davies Pov -

Davies. Not Hayley. Just my last name, like I’m one of the guys.

“She’s still asleep,” my brother, Jake, says. “Don’t be loud. Hayley gets weird about noise in the morning.”

I don’t know if Liam will ever look at me the way I look at him—like I’m a book he can’t put down, a story he needs to finish. But for now, in the dark, with only my thoughts for company, I let myself pretend. hayley davies pov

But today, the shadows feel cold.

I feel a familiar twist in my stomach. Liam mumbles something I can’t hear, and they both laugh again. I want to go down there. I want to walk into that kitchen like I own it, pour myself a cup of coffee, and act normal. But normal is the problem. Davies

The Other Side of the Glass POV: Hayley Davies (First-Person, Present Tense)

And that is the most dangerous thing in the world. I close the notebook. Outside, the rain has stopped. The world is quiet. “She’s still asleep,” my brother, Jake, says

Liam is standing at the end of the aisle, holding a damp umbrella. His T-shirt has a small coffee stain on the collar. His hair is curling at the ends from the rain. He looks lost.