Sarah went back to her quarters and sobbed, terrified for her best friend.She had her back against the cold metal door, crying into a large pillow. She regretted so much, not telling techie she loved him sooner, not doing more for and with him, and mostly not telling him she was his mystery love letter writer.She had meant to tell him after dinner. She still had one last note for him in her pocket. She got it out and reread it, tears spilling all over it,spearing the ink.”Come back to me techie”