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He was the first ray of sunlight that peaked through the clouds after a storm.
“My name is Harmony,” she said softly. Of course, it was. She was the song running through my head for months, over and over, like a broken record. I couldn’t get enough.
“My sweet girl called me, something in her voice told me something was wrong, and I came.
“Goddammit, I want to see my favorite shade of blue, darlin’.”
“You’re beautiful, Mase,” she whispered, her raspy voice thick with need.
“How dare you treat my home this way?”

