She should probably have left it well enough alone, but Caitlin never had been good at letting someone else have the last word and when the last words came with such vehemence from someone she truly cared about it, it only made it all the harder. Frowning, she glanced at the necklace on the ground and then stormed off after him.

"So, what, Sioni? You want me to lie about how I feel? That's what I'm supposed to do? Not be truthful? This will make it better? I'm not about to lie! I'm sorry that I ever let you kiss me; that I ever kissed you back!"

She hadn't meant to yell, but there it was. She'd done it. And with it had come the tears that now streaked down her face and dripped off her chin. She wiped angrily at the moisture, as always embarrassed and horrified that she couldn't control the tears.