Name: Whispers In The Rain
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Chapter 1 The Stranger in the Rain

The rain fell in steady sheets, drumming against the city streets and turning the pavement into a mirror of silver light. It was the kind of rain that carried whispers of forgotten stories, that blurred the world just enough to make reality feel like something softer, something more uncertain. Evelyn Carter pulled her coat tighter around her shoulders as she stepped out of the café, her fingers curling around the strap of her leather bag. The scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries lingered in the air behind her, mingling with the crisp scent of rain on concrete.

She had always loved the rain. There was something about the way it softened the edges of the world, making everything feel a little less sharp, a little more dreamlike. But tonight, there was a different kind of energy in the air-something almost expectant, as if the city itself were holding its breath.

That was when she saw him.

Standing at the edge of the sidewalk, just beneath the golden glow of a flickering streetlamp, was a man she had never seen before. Yet, something about him felt oddly familiar, like a half-remembered dream. His dark hair clung to his forehead, damp from the rain, and his sharp features were partially obscured by the high collar of his coat, which he held close against the chill. He wasn't waiting for a cab. He wasn't looking at his phone. He was just standing there, hands shoved deep in his pockets, as if caught in a moment he wasn't ready to leave.

Evelyn hesitated. Normally, she wouldn't have paid much attention to a stranger on the street-especially in a city as big as this-but there was something in his posture, something in the way he looked at the rain, that made her pause. There was a loneliness to him, or maybe a hesitation, as if he were debating whether to step forward or disappear into the night.

A sudden gust of wind sent a spray of raindrops against her face, and before she could stop herself, she spoke.

"You'll catch a cold standing out here like that."

The man turned his head slightly, his gaze locking onto hers. His eyes were dark-too dark to read easily-but they held a quiet intensity, the kind that made her stomach tighten. For a long moment, he simply studied her, as if trying to decide whether to respond.

Then, finally, he said, "I don't mind the rain."

His voice was smooth, but there was something underneath it-something guarded.

Evelyn tilted her head. "Neither do I. But I usually prefer an umbrella."

A small smile ghosted across his lips, so fleeting she almost thought she imagined it. "Do you always talk to strangers on the street?"

She shrugged, shifting her bag to her other shoulder. "Only the ones who look like they have a story to tell."

His expression flickered, just for a second, before he looked away, his gaze fixed on the empty road ahead. "And what makes you think I have a story?"

Evelyn studied him carefully. His coat was expensive but well-worn, the fabric softened at the cuffs. His shoes, though polished, bore faint scuff marks-signs of a man who walked more than he was driven. There was something restless about him, something that suggested he didn't quite belong anywhere.

"Because people don't usually stand in the rain unless they're waiting for something... or running from something," she said.

His jaw tightened. This time, when he looked at her, there was something unreadable in his expression. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone.

"Maybe a little of both," he admitted.

Evelyn hesitated. She wasn't sure why she cared, but something about this man made her want to ask more, to pry into the silence between his words. Maybe it was the way he held himself, like someone used to keeping secrets. Maybe it was the way he looked at her-curious, but distant, as if unsure whether he wanted to be known.

She glanced back at the café behind her. The lights inside were warm, casting a golden glow against the rain-soaked sidewalk.

"Well," she said, turning back to him. "If you need a place to wait it out, the café behind me is still open."

The man hesitated, as if weighing the invitation. For a moment, she thought he would refuse, that he would simply disappear into the night like some unfinished story. But then, with a quiet sigh, he stepped forward.

"Alright," he said. "Lead the way."

Evelyn wasn't sure why, but as she pushed open the café door, letting the warmth of the shop wrap around them, she felt it-that strange, inexplicable feeling that this moment, this encounter, was going to change everything.

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Whispers In The Rain

Contents

Chapter 1 The Stranger in the Rain

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