The rain fell in heavy sheets, drumming against the cobblestone streets like a thousand tiny drums. Selene pulled her coat tighter around her, wishing she had never agreed to this evening. Of all nights, tonight had to be the one where everything felt… wrong.
As she hurried through the misty streets, her thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice behind her.
"Excuse me… miss?"
Selene turned, startled, and saw a figure drenched in the rain, but with a calm, almost magnetic presence. His eyes were dark, deep, and seemed to see through her very soul.
"I… can help you?" she stammered, unsure why she felt both wary and drawn to him.
He smiled, a slow, enigmatic curve of his lips. "I think we were meant to meet tonight."
A shiver ran down her spine—not from the cold, but from something far stranger. The kind of feeling you get when fate decides to intervene.
Selene didn't know it yet, but this encounter would change everything. Her life, as she knew it, was about to unravel—and she wouldn't be able to turn back.