Emily's POV

　　I was in the library, flipping through music theory books for my studies. I had test lined up in the week, and I had to make sure that I came out quite fine. One thing about music was the fact that you either knew it or you didn't, so I had to. The soft murmur of students filled the room, but my thoughts were elsewhere. I was thinking about the last argument Berton had with his mother.

　　We had talked about it and he had explained everything to me. I ...