REMY
I couldn’t sleep last night, knowing I needed to talk to Blade. It wasn’t fair to him that I had avoided him, and Caulder made me realize I couldn’t keep going on that way. I thought it was too late to approach him last night, but I wanted to talk to him first thing in the morning. The problem was that I couldn’t stop thinking about what to say or how he would react. Part of me was worried he would yell at me or something.
When the sun finally crossed the horizon, I popped out of bed, knowing it was pointless to try to sleep any longer. I went straight to the guest room that was assigned to Blade. I knocked on his door and waited for an answer. After a few minutes, when I still didn’t receive a response, I knocked on the door again.
“Blade?” I called out, but still nothing.
I tri
