Calista
Finally, I took a deep breath, knowing I couldn't conceal the fact that the other guys in this apartment had also invited me out, fearing I might disappoint Cedric, just like with Draven before.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle as he scrutinized me.
"No," I replied softly. "But..." I murmured, drawing his full attention.
"I don't quite know how to say this, but Draven and Zane have also asked me," I admitted, feeling the weight of it settle heavily within me.
"It's going to be unfair if I told Draven about it and not Cedric," I thought, watching his reaction.
"I don't want to-" I started to say, but he cut in with a regretful look.
"Oh," he gasped.
"I didn't expect that," I chuckled softly.
"No, it's okay. Who wouldn't ask you?" he laughed lightly. I glanced at him, seeing lingering regret in his eyes, but I was relieved he wasn't making it difficult for me.
"That's not quite it," I said, running my fingers through my hair.