“I kissed someone and it was a life-changing experience.”

Ofelia had to resist the urge to throw up in her mouth as she listened to Caleb. He’d just come in from somewhere, presumably on a secret date with Bailey James. They had both been sneaking around with each other, acting like they were scared to bring it up to her. With good reason, she supposed. She had just waged war on Bailey James recently, so she could understand why she’d be scared, but not Caleb. She could never be mad at Caleb. Annoyed? Sure, but downright hateful? Never. He was her roommate, and her best friend. She wasn’t going to do anything to put that in jeopardy. "Life changing? It wasn’t me, so how could it be?” She responded, trying her best not to sound completely disinterested in the subject of Baileb. “Really, though? Life changing?” She asked again, the words sounding way more hollow than she intended to. Like she said, it wasn’t her, and if he was dating Bailey James now it wasn’t going to be her for a long time. “Sounds spectacular.” 

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“I’m not anyone. I’m me, you can tell me anything.”

Ofelia shook her head, holding her veil in her hands. She was gripping the fabric a little too tightly for it to be so delicate, but if she didn’t she knew Caleb would see her shaking hands and call her bluff immediately. “It’s not that simple,” She said quietly, her back turned towards her friend. “Do you realize how stupid I’d look if I called off this wedding the night before? Plus, I made a bet with Bailey James and have I ever lost anything in my life?” That wasn’t true, of course. The bet part was, but Ofelia had lost things. She’d lost the first love of her life to her best friend, she’d lost her best friend to her teammate, she’d lost her house, several weeks of her life, and now with this marriage her freedom. She turned back to Caleb, placing the veil back in its box slowly as she willed her hands to steady. “You always want me to tell you things when you’re the one that always acts like you have something to say,” She paused, waiting to see if Caleb would interject now that she’d brought it up. The air in the room was heavy with the weight of two people holding back declarations of love and support, and it was crushing her. “Fine. You know what I want to say?” She put her hands on her hips, “Maybe I don’t care about the money. I mean, I do care about money, but not so much that I need to marry this stupid fucking guy just to have it. I wish I hadn’t run away from Jace! I wish I hadn’t had to be with Jace at all! I didn’t want to run away with him, or David, or Cam, or fucking Danny! I wish I hadn’t wasted all the fucking time with them. I wish that when we knew we’d just fucking told each other and spent the last five years together. Everyone knew! Everyone! And now I’m going to have to walk down this fucking aisle because we ignored all the fucking signs,” She took a deep breath in, trying to calm herself. “And I’m fucking terrified that I’m ruining my life by doing it. Is that what you wanted to hear?” 

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Ofelia had been pacing around the apartment she shared with Bailey and Caleb ever since they’d received another one of those mysterious messages that was supposed to be helping them with their case. Not incriminating them for the murder of a town cop. “Right, but that won’t stop a judge from saying otherwise and then what happens? Will we just get a friendly letter to stop or will we go to jail?” She asked, not looking up to meet Caleb’s eyes after he’d declared he’d be on her side. It was a nice gesture, and she knew he meant it, but after everything they’d done it just seemed like empty words to her. 

“We’ve done a lot of bad shit since becoming this...team. I’ve made people do it; I’m the leader after all. When this all comes crashing down, it’s my ass that’s going to be wearing that orange jumpsuit. Probably for twenty to life. So unless we can come up with a really good alibi in the next 24 hours, I’m so screwed.” Finally exhausted by her own pacing, she collapsed onto the couch and dropped her head into her hands. 

“I’m sorry. I know you mean well, I’m just majorly freaking out.” She lifted her head to reach over and take one of Caleb’s hands in her own. “I know you and Bailey J are doing all you can. I’m just scared.” She pulled her hand back slightly, an automatic response to her having actually admitted that she was feeling anything less than stellar, but not enough to completely pull it away from him. 

Forcing herself to keep her hand where it was seemed like an experiment designed to test how much physical contact it would take to make her cry, but it was better than holding onto nothing. Without Caleb and Bailey J she had nothing. Nothing but an extensive case built against her and a possible warrant out for her arrest. It was possible they all had warrants out for their arrests, but she didn’t want to think about that now. She couldn’t imagine her friends going to jail for a crime they didn’t commit, although that seemed like a possibility they all might have to face. 

She breathed out a heavy sigh, “At least jail might be better than whatever the hell we went through last month. Just promise me we’ll find a way not to lose each other, okay?” 

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