ABOUT THE BOOK

SHATTERED: SILENCE IS THE LOUDEST SCREAM

BY MIDNIGHT

Blair wasn’t always this way.

There was a time she laughed until her stomach hurt, danced barefoot in the rain, and believed that love could conquer anything. That was before. Before her world cracked open and swallowed her whole. Before she lost the person she loved most — her father.

Now, at sixteen, Blair is a fortress built out of pain and anger.

She lives with her mother, but “live” is a generous word. They share the same house but breathe entirely different air, speak in cold silences and sharp-edged arguments. Blair holds her mother responsible for everything — for the accident, for the emptiness, for the pieces of her life that will never fit together again.

To survive, Blair shuts everyone out.

She acts cold, cruel even. If she doesn't care, she can't get hurt — at least, that's what she tells herself. Her heart is a battlefield, and she's tired of losing.

But no mask can stay on forever.

When two new people stumble into her broken world — a boy who refuses to be pushed away and a girl who knows exactly what grief tastes like — they start to uncover the girl Blair thought she had buried.

The girl who still aches.

The girl who still hopes.

The girl who desperately wants someone to stay.

As new friendships bloom and old wounds are ripped open, Blair is forced to confront the painful truth: she can keep pretending she doesn't feel, or she can face the devastating, terrifying possibility of healing.

But healing means risking everything — even her heart.

Blair’s story isn’t about being broken.

It’s about what happens when you choose to fight for the pieces.

Even when you don’t believe you’re worth saving.

AUTHOR'S NOTE/ DEDICATION

To everyone who wears a MASK of strength while quietly battling their storms.

To the ones who push people away, not out of cruelty - but out of pain.

This is for the broken, the guarded, the ones trying to FEEL again.

To the broken hearts and shattered souls.

And to those who dare to look past the walls and love them anyway.

This is Blair's story. But it might just be yours too.