The rain was no longer drizzling lightly. It came down hard, pouring heavily against the pavement and soaking everything in sight.
Lucy stood under the small stone shelter beside the library steps, hugging herself tightly. Her floral dress was completely wet now, clinging to her skin and making her shiver. Water dripped from her hair onto her cheeks, mixing with the tears she kept trying to blink away.
Every minute that passed made the truth harder to ignore. Adrian wasn’t coming.
“He’s not coming, Lucy.” Jonathan’s voice cut through the storm.
Lucy looked up slowly. He stood a few feet away beside his motorcycle, rain dripping from the shoulders of his black leather jacket.
“He… he might’ve had an emergency,” Lucy said quietly. Her teeth were beginning to chatter from the cold. “The
