Whispers In The Rain

that blurred the world just enough to make reality feel like something softer, something more uncertain. Evelyn Carter pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders as she stepped out of th

making everything feel a little less sharp, a little more dreamlike. But tonight, there was a differe

when sh

half-remembered dream. His dark hair clung to his forehead, damp from the rain, and his sharp features were partially obscured by the high collar of his coat, which he held close agains

as this-but there was something in his posture, something in the way he looked at the rain, that made her pause. There w

raindrops against her face, and befo

cold standing ou

rk to read easily-but they held a quiet intensity, the kind that made her stomach tight

e said, "I don't

there was something undern

"Neither do I. But I usu

eting she almost thought she imagined it. "Do

r other shoulder. "Only the ones who

e he looked away, his gaze fixed on the empty road

. His shoes, though polished, bore faint scuff marks-signs of a man who walked more than he was driv

e rain unless they're waiting for somethi

there was something unreadable in his expression. T

tle of both,

ry into the silence between his words. Maybe it was the way he held himself, like someone used to keeping sec

The lights inside were warm, casting a go

m. "If you need a place to wait it o

ught he would refuse, that he would simply disappear into the night lik

he said. "L

warmth of the shop wrap around them, she felt it-that strange, inexplicabl