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Asher's POV
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New York was loud even in the evening. I was sitting on the roof of Jake’s apartment, staring at the city lights in the distance and listening to his neighbours arguing about whose turn it was to take out the garbage. Across the street, someone was playing heavy metal music loudly, while in the distance, the sound of sirens filled the air.
You never got evenings like this in Crestfall.
I was alone with my bottle of beer, my train of thought having derailed from its tracks so much that I didn’t think it would be possibly to reel it in again. The session with Lara earlier had left me feeling raw and exposed, like the way a child might feel after playing out in the dirt for a while, but then they were given a good and thorough bath. I felt like my skin had turned tr
