Sienna
I must have recorded that voice note five times before I finally hit send.
My thumb hovered over the button for a few seconds, my heart pounding so hard it hurt.
When I heard my own voice play back in the tiny speaker, it didn’t even sound like me — it sounded scared.
“Kendra… I’ve been thinking. Maybe you should just tell Caleb the truth,” I said in the message. My voice cracked halfway through. “You shouldn’t be the one carrying this for us. If it helps clear things up between you two, then please… just tell him everything. Just—just make him promise he won’t tell anyone else. Please.”
I ended it there before I could change my mind again.
For a while, there was nothing. No blue tick. No reply. Just the small “delivered” mark that sat on my screen like a bad memory.
Jaxon wa
