Celeste's POV

　　I had become tired of travelling from one person's car to another. I felt like a child being passed around by several adults who always wanted to keep their eye on me. 

　　Sitting in Nathaniel's car, the engine hummed lowly as he drove me back to Liam's house. I didn't want to talk. Nathaniel was trying to make small talk, I just couldn't find the right words to say. My throat was raw and tight from crying, and my eyes were red and stung from my ...