Eve

The rain kept falling, steady and heavy, drumming against the windows like it was trying to drown out everything inside me. I told myself I didn’t care if Sage was still out there. I told myself he deserved to be soaked, to feel even a fraction of the cold that had settled in my chest since I’d shut the door on him.

But deep down… I did care. Just a little. Just enough to make my stomach twist every time the wind rattled the panes.

I sat on the couch, knees pulled up, blanket wrapped tight around me, staring at the TV without really seeing it. The characters on...