Fallen for the Dark
The rain fell in relentless sheets, drumming on the pavement with a rhythm that matched the frantic beat of my heart. I pulled my coat tighter around me, wishing I had stayed home, curled under my blankets with a book and a hot cup of tea. But the streets called anyway, whispering through the wind, daring me to step into the night. Something about the cold, wet air made everything feel sharper, every sound more alive, every shadow more dangerous.
I didn’t notice him at first. Not the way he appeared from the shadows, blending with the darkness so completely that I could almost have convinced myself he was a trick of the dim streetlights. But then our eyes met. And suddenly, nothing else matt