“Anna, wait!”

She didn’t slow down.

Her heels moved fast across the marble entrance as she pushed through the revolving doors of the hotel. The night air hit her skin just as thunder rumbled overhead.

“Anna!”

And then the sky opened.

Rain poured down in sheets, soaking them within seconds. Guests scrambled for cover, valet attendants shouting, cars pulling forward in chaos.

Anna stopped abruptly under the awning, breath sharp, frustration still written across her face.

Simon caught up to her, drenched, hair plastered to his forehead.

“Just listen to me,” he said, chest rising fast.

She crossed her arms, shivering slightly. “There’s nothing to listen to.”

Lightning flashed.

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