Lyra “What is this, what the hell is this, what’s happening to me right now, why am I hearing this, why does it sound so real, why does it sound like him, why does it sound like Damon?” My head was pounding, my chest was hurting, and my whole body was shaking because the sounds weren’t fading, they were getting louder, clearer, filthier, like somebody had turned the volume up just to torture me. “Oh my God yes Damon f**k harder don’t stop please don’t stop I’m cumming Damon I’m cumming I’m cumming so hard I can’t stop oh God Damon!” She was screaming his name like it was the only word she had left in her mouth, and every time she said it I felt like someone was stabbing me all over again, right in the heart, right in the lungs, right in the part of me that still wanted to believe he wa