KAI

The rain had started again in soft, lazy drops falling from the gray clouds above and dotting the garden stones like tiny stars. I stood beneath the shade of the old willow with my hands buried in my coat pockets, watching the water run in rivulets down the marble path.

I couldn’t keep still. My body wouldn’t let me. Every few seconds, I shifted, my thoughts chasing themselves in circles.

Zuri was here. Which meant he was here too.

I rubbed the back of my neck and exhaled slowly, ...