“This is different. I told Jaykob that I had feelings for all of you—including him. You all made this stupid deal. You all made me love you, and now what?” My brow crumples. I think my heart does too. “It’s awful, and I hate it. Heather was right. This whole idea that we all might work was too ambitious. It’s all too much.” And it hurts to realize it. It might kill me. Because how am I meant to choose? Surely, they’ll have to do it. I can’t. It would break me.
