Ivory
I was still in shock, unable to believe Rain was truly back. He lay me gently on the couch in the living room, shifting back to Cole’s human form, yet Rain’s presence lingered. His eyes, golden and intense, told me who was still in charge.
“Rain,” I whispered, and he leaned closer, his eyes misty with emotion. Tentatively, I reached out and touched his cheek, half-expecting it to be a dream. But it wasn’t. He was really back.
“I missed you. I missed you so much,” I confessed, my voice trembling with the weight of my emotions.
“I’m sorry. I should have been there. You shouldn’t have had to endure what you did,” he replied, sitting beside me. The regret in his voice was palpable.
“So many times, I tried to come out, but our body wasn’t strong enough. I tried to connect, but the li
