Calvin
He stood listening to that message on his answering machine inside his apartment, once more. He’d just gotten home from holding her funeral and the wake. There was no caller idea, but he recognised Rin’s voice, as he always did. It was just her stating his name and then her screaming and the sound of crashing. He’d checked the date and time on it many times. Was she so ticked off at him that she would do this to him? That had been his first thought when hearing the message for the very first time.
That she would call him and act like she was on that plane, in that crash, all just to get away from him. He’d listened to it nearly every day, thinking about it, how could he not? She actually sounded worried, just one word, and he’d heard the worry-filled inflection in it. If he’d not
