After dinner, I was still too upset to bother asking if I could visit Brin. She wasn’t the person I wanted to see, anyway. It was way overdue, but I finally messaged Kyer that I was home. He must have been waiting by his console, because the response was instantaneous. I was so worried. R U OK?
Fine, I messaged back. I wanted to tell him everything, but couldn’t think of a way to word it so no one listening in would call the Officers on me for sharing Colony secrets. The thought of anyone watching my intercepted messages scroll across their console as they listened in made my head ache. I just wanted to retreat to my dreams, where I could tell Kyer everything with the touch of my hand or the press of my lips. Where our bodies would speak instead of our voices. Where everything we didn’t s
