Elena’s POV
The rain always seemed to know the exact moment to betray me.
Cold droplets slid down my hair, soaking into my clothes, clinging to my skin like needles. My shoes slapped against the wet pavement, every step squealing with water. Perfect. Just perfect. A dramatic storm to match the disaster that was my life.
A car engine hummed behind me. At first, I ignored it.
I was too busy cursing myself for forgetting an umbrella. But the slow roll of tires against the curb caught my attention. I turned my head, and the black car eased to a stop right beside me.
And then the window slid down.
Ash.
Of course.
I must have done something horrible in a past life for the universe to hate me this much. Why me?
He leaned out with that smug grin I once thought was char
