Kiara:

Zane grabs my hand and tries to pull me to him, but I yank my hands away, then I stand there, opening my palm and letting the rain hit my skin.

"Kiara," he calls out, and I glance at him with a smile on my face.

"It is beautiful, and I want to stay," I say, then I take his hands. "Come on." I attempt to pull him to me, and he reluctantly comes closer.

Zane stands there, watching me with an amused smile as I open my palm to the sky, allowing the raindrops to pour onto my skin. Each drop ...