You'd think that the weekend rolling around would be a good thing, right? A glorious stretch of unscheduled hours. Well, you'd be absolutely right. I was finally free from all the probing questions about me and Asher, all the awkward dodging of Echo, the constant gnawing ache of his presence. I was looking forward to a blissfully people-free two days, just me and my books, a sanctuary of quiet. Oh, and Damien, of course, my ever-present shadow.Too bad Melody and Lyric, those forces of nature, had other plans.Of course, they came knocking at my door at a very early 10 a.m., their insistent rapping echoing through the quiet of my room, waking me from a peaceful, much-needed sleep. Damien, ever the vigilant one, answered the door and, to my utter surprise, ushered them inside without even asking me. He’d been going on and on for days about not closing everybody off, about me needing my friends, blah blah blah, his voice a persistent drone. Lyric, with her usual boisterous energy, ran o
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