She leaves, stalking down the hallway like a woman on a mission.
 
 Dejonae purses her lips as she stares in Nova’s direction. “I like her. She’s a boss lady.”
 
 “She, technically, works for Adam, but yes… she is quite boss-like.”
 
 Dejonae scrunches her nose. “Be careful, Sazuki. Your age is showing.”
 
 “You’re quite confident, aren’t you? Making jokes after causing such a stir.” I reclaim the seat beside her because I am not yet ready to leave her presence.
 
 “I’m starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Besides, you already rejected my resignation. I don’t need to hold my breath anymore.”
 
 I chuckle, but it is broken up by a yawn.
 
 She gives me an alarmed look. “You worked all night, didn’t you?”
 
 “I did.”
 
 “I’m sorry.”
 
 “If you’re sorry, then don’t move,” I grumble.
 
 “What?”
 
 Without explanation, I lean down and rest my head on her shoulder. She makes an audible sound of surprise. Her shoulders are small and a little bony, but I get comfortable.
 
 Dejonae holds herself completely still. I open my eyes to check that she’s breathing.
 
 She is.
 
 Satisfied, I close my eyes again.
 
 It feels good.
 
 My heart settles. My anxiety calms.
 
 I needed this.
 
 Needed to be close to her.
 
 This scandal unraveled what was left of my resistance. I do not wish to run from the truth any longer. No matter what anyone says about our age, our cultural differences or any obstacles that may come our way, I want to be the one protecting her and finding rest in her as well.
 
 Sleep comes for me quickly, but I fight it as best as I can. “Dejonae?”
 
 “Hm?”
 
 “Do the performance with me,” I mumble. My eyelids are heavy. Sleep is winning the fight.
 
 “What? Why?”
 
 “Because I do not want anyone else beside me,” I mutter.
 
 I do not hear her response. My exhaustion catches up with me and I fall fast asleep.
 
 CHAPTER13
 
 IMPERFECT HARMONY
 
 DEJONAE