Two Separate Entities.
Matthew's POV
I close the door of my office, Lila having the smallest sense of keeping herself away from me. She rolls her eyes at the countless books on the shelves, plopping down on the chair in front of my desk.
"Do you ever actually read these?" she asks with a raised eyebrow. "Looks like you've bought more since last I've been here. I thought I told you the modern thing to do is watch movies."
Her eyes land on my electric guitar in the corner, the acoustic lying on the ground by the sofa where I left it yesterday.
"Oh Goddess, you still play?" she asks with a smirk.
My jaw clenches and I stay in silence. She leans back.
"Remember when you used to play for me?"
"Yes," I narrow my eyes. "Last I recall, you said I should stop because my music would never am
