11:52pm
luna: i don't even know if you're reading these, but this is all i have left of you. your fucking number.
delivered
12:30am
luna: i can't stop thinking about you. how could you do that? you just left me, but you promised that you weren't like the others.
delivered
1:50am
calum: i don't know what to tell you. i can't help you. i'm currently thousands of miles away from you. i had to do it. i don't fucking know. you need to find someone else.
not delivered
