She stilled, eyes going wide. His movements, his actions spoke of his guilt. How could he bull face lie to her? That was right. He was Topher. She suddenly laughed, cruel and hard. She looked around the group. She probably could push Wheatley out the way. She certainly wanted to.

"Is that what he told you all?" She looked around him. There was an easier way to hurt him. "There are no glitches. I'm not Echo. I'm a permanent imprint."

Her jaw clenched, wanting to rip something a part. She felt sick. Her world crashed down on her once again. Nothing felt right. All the puzzle pieces scattered, jaded.