Calista

　　I could tell Cedric was serious about his question, his eyes steady and unflinching. As I watched him, embarrassment flooded through me. I lowered my gaze, feeling the heat creep up my cheeks, and I couldn't muster the courage to meet his eyes, which seemed to be a masterpiece in themselves.

　　He let out a soft chuckle. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable, Calista-"

　　"Sure," I interrupted him, my voice firmer than I felt inside. I finally ...