The last thing I hear is Slade’s voice from that moment in the library; We all have our edge, Auren. One day, you’re going to find where yours is.
I found it, I want to tell him.
I found my edge.
The question is, did I fall, or did I fly?
I fall asleep listening to the constant thrum of our chests, to the two mismatched tunes that will never play in harmony. I let that girl in me break away beat by beat, saying goodbye in her own silent way.
When I wake up, I’ll make sure my heart is hardened. Come morning, I’ll make sure it only plays a song for me.