At Least This Time, He Was Still Here When I Woke (Lila's POV)

Adrian sat across from me, his lips still opening and closing. But all at once a sharp ringing filled my ears, as if someone had stuffed a cicada down my ear canal. His voice leaked out from beneath that cicada's wings—broken, fragmentary, impossible to make out.

I stared at his lips, trying to wor...

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