Calista

　　After a meal eaten in near silence, the four of us- Cedric, Draven, Zane, and I- sat quietly at the table. Despite the subdued atmosphere, I couldn't deny how delicious Draven's cooking had been. It was a surprise, considering my initial impression of him as a detached, affluent individual who likely spent most of his time in solitude.

　　"Let me clean these up," I offered suddenly, breaking the quiet spell that seemed to hang over us. Their eyes turned to ...