Evaline:
The first raindrop hit the stone path just as I made it past the administration building.
I felt it... cold and sharp... right on the back of my hand, and my heart jumped into my throat.
"Of course," I muttered under my breath, tightening my grip on my bag as I picked up my pace.
The sky had been overcast when I left the dorms, heavy with promise, but I had convinced myself it would hold off for a little longer. On the other hand, Rowan had not been convinced.
Don't forget your umbrella, he had said, once while I was heading to the showers.
Eva, umbrella, he had repeated when I was tying my shoelaces.
I had forgotten it anyway.
Now the rain was no longer pretending.
By the time I broke into a run toward the Academy gates, the drizzle had turned into a steady downpour. My boots splashed against the ground as I sprinted.
The black car waiting just beyond the gates had never looked more beautiful.
