Evan jolted hard, and the documents in his hand slipped right into a puddle.
The pages splayed out across the water, the ink bleeding into blurred, smudged black streaks in the rain.
"Pathetic."
The word fell from his lips in a dazed, hollow mumble, twisting into a smile so wretched it looked worse than if he'd been sobbing out loud. Rain plastered his hair to his face, and tears cut clear tracks through the drizzle as they rolled down his cheeks.
"Emma, I really can't live without you."
He scrambled forward half a step on his knees, reaching out like he wanted to touch the toe of my shoe, only to be stopped cold by the expandable baton Steven snapped out and held horizontally between us.
"For six whole months, you'd brew me stomach-nourishing tea every single morning, and remind me
