* it to

- girl's head, and she prayed to whatever god existed in this world that she was doing it correctly.

- through too much. But she did manage something in the midst of those noises. Four syllables before she turned just to collapse against her shoulders.

❝ D... d... dammit... Shimmer... ❞

- wants me to be here like no one else has, not even Aria or Sonata. This was different. This was... something beyond what her words could describe.

Her eyes watered up, and something like whimpering sputtered from her lips. No words, just the broken sounds of someone who had seen and been -

- convince her not to hold onto you any longer. But I want this, she argued back. I want to be embraced, I want this warmness. This is what I fought for!

This is the only reason I returned...

If I could just sing with her one more time. And now I can. Now she's here. Now, she's with me. And she -

- ripped from her hands.

When she clenched her arm, her chest automatically pushed in and out, in and out, faster and faster. It pierced whatever ice was keeping her heart in check and tore apart the facade of someone who didn't care.

Say something clever, Adagio. Make her laugh or slap you or -

- if they see you scared?

But the siren was a fool. Sunset had already seen her weak, seen her at her lowest. And then again, even that wasn't true. Her lowest was...

When she thought she might have never seen her again. When she finally opened up to someone, only to have that thing violently -

- stopped hearing your melody in my head... I had no idea it was mutual... ❞

❝ The question is... Should I? ❞

- something... a power inside of her. The power to return. If this was her second chance at life, how would she use it? Through vengeance? Or harmony?