My eyes fluttered opened looking into Zane’s worried ones. I tilted my head to see where we were and then my eyes met his again. The loud beeping sound of the monitor and the IV in my hand indicated that I was indeed in the hospital. “How are you feeling?” His usually deep voice was low. He held my hand and brought it to his lips. “Numb. I can’t believe he’s gone.” My eyes glossed as a tear slipped down my face. Zane didn’t say anything. He just held my hand, tracing small circles around the top of it. I quickly wiped the tear and turned towards the window. I stared blankly as the droplets of water raced downtown window. “My dad used to tell me that when someone passes, it rains. They’re transitioning, gone from the body but the soul lives on.” I mumbled. “Do you think that’s what’s
