Lucas arrived faster than she expected, headlights cutting through the misty night as rain softened into a drizzle.

Desiree stood by the edge of the road, arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her hair clung damply to her cheeks, her clothes still cold from the walk. She looked like she could crumble with one more word.

When the car stopped, Lucas jumped out, concern etched all over his face. “Des?”

He closed the umbrella over her head, shielding her from what little rain still fell. ...