The rain in Oakhaven didn’t just fall; it reclaimed the streets. It was the kind of relentless, silver downpour that turned the world into a series of blurred lights and heavy shadows.
"Then I’ll learn to breathe underwater," she said softly. "I'm not here because I think you're a project to be fixed, Elias. I’m here because I like the view from your ship, even when it’s taking on water." Im With You
The voice was light, cutting through the rhythmic drumming of the rain. Elias looked up. A girl stood there, holding a transparent umbrella that looked like a glowing jellyfish under the streetlamps. She wore a bright yellow raincoat that defied the gray evening. The rain in Oakhaven didn’t just fall; it
"The noise is fine. It’s the pneumonia that’s the problem," she replied, stepping closer. She tilted her umbrella, shielding him. The sudden cessation of rain hitting his shoulders felt like a physical weight being lifted. "I’m Clara." "I'm not here because I think you're a