Hannah's POV

　　There was no peace anywhere, I didn't eat anything, I wanted myself to get away from every emotion. The bar was dimly lit, the music loud enough to drown out my thoughts but not loud enough to silence the ache in my chest. I sat on a barstool, nursing my third, or maybe fourth, drink. At this point, I wasn't counting.

　　All I wanted was to numb the pain, to forget about everything. Forget about Christian. Forget about the photo. Forget about the ...