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Cecilia wondered what else Cael thought it could mean besides what she meant. Maybe she was just too deadened at the moment to the world around her to comprehend anything except for what she'd just done, but she really couldn't fathom that there could be any other reason she would say those words to him.

She was all too aware of what she had just done, and yet when she opened her mouth to explain, it felt as if a hand had come up to grab her around the throat. Cecilia closed her mouth again and shook her head, looking at the flower on the ground from around the dog's head. No, she didn't know if she could say it.

It wasn't-- it wasn't as if she regretted it. The feeling was nothing like that, of course. If there had been any inkling in her mind that she was making the wrong decision, she wouldn't have done it in the first place. It was just that... it was all so new, so raw just yet. Maybe it would have been better to not come straight home to him. Maybe she should have gone to see Adamina or Nick and let it all sink in before this.

Maybe. But she hadn't done that. So now she was here, standing in front of Cael, and he expected an answer. It must be killing him to wait for her to pull herself together. If he really didn't know what she was saying, she thought she must be putting him through a bit of worry.

What was it she had said to Kalista just the day before? What's done is done. You just had to accept it and get over it and move on. She had to just get over what she had done and move forward, and the first step was telling him.

Cecilia raised her head finally after a tense silence and her hand reached out instictively, tucking into his coat pocket to grab one of his. A ghost of a smile -- not exactly happy, but not sad either -- played across her features as she gazed upon his face, and she took a deep breath in.

"I mean it's over. With them. I mean I'm not -- engaged anymore."