Calista

　　"No," I whispered, horror dawning on me. "No, that can't be right. I never meant to send that. It was… it was just a draft. Something I wrote when I was overwhelmed, but I never meant to send it."

　　Cedric's eyes narrowed, his voice tight. "But you did. And we all got it. We thought you were serious, that you were… ending things."

　　I looked at each of them, the pain in their eyes like a dagger to my chest. I hadn't meant for this to happen. ...