Getting any real sleep felt impossible after everything.
Even though the hotel room was quiet and the bed ridiculously soft, I couldn’t shake the whisper of Liam’s photo still haunting my phone.
When I finally opened my eyes, late morning light spilled in through the heavy curtains. I stayed in bed a while, letting the silence wrap around me. For the first time in days, I didn’t reach for my phone right away.
But I couldn’t avoid it forever.
When I unlocked it, social media was still buzzing. More photos. More fan edits. The nickname Mystery Girl trending in at least two hashtags. A few new blog headlines too:
"Who Is Mason Jacob's VIP Guest?"
"From Nobody to Front Row: Emily Sparks Speculation"
A knock sounded at the door.
"Emily?" Brian’s voice called.
I sat up, startled. "Yeah?
