The rain was coming down so hard it felt like needles against my skin.
I sat on the side of a deserted road, soaked to the bone, watching the red glow of Dean’s taillights disappear into the darkness.
For a moment, I honestly thought he would stop.
That he would come back.
That this had all been some cruel bluff.
But the taillights vanished around a bend, and reality settled over me.
He had left me there.