Emma:
When the rain started falling, I nearly cried, nearly fell just like the sky.
Could anything else possibly go wrong?
“Oh come on!” I yelled to the sky, knowing my walk to the library was still ten minutes away, and I was already drenched.
Before I could question the heavens, I was surrounded by headlights.
“Emma!” My whole body went utterly still at the sound of his voice, of Wright’s voice.
“Wright?” I turned, the rain pelting down on me, when I watched him leave his car. It felt like a fever dream. It was the first time we had been alone together since everything had exploded between us, and just like always, I could feel the livewire between us thrumming to life the moment he closed in on me.
“Get in the car,” his voice rang clear over the falling rain.
“No,” I swallowed
