CHAPTER 51
CALLIE
ALL THAT DOESN'T MATTER
I wanted to remain under the rain, let it drench me and probably let it wash away my pains. At least, the rain could relate to me. I had left home without looking back and even when my mother tried to scream my head off, I ignored her for the first time and just remained walking under the rain.
And I like it. But if I remain in this rain for another second, I'll be a walking bag of ice. So I pushed myself to knock on his door, the knock coming as urgently as I needed to feel warmth.
The moment Santiago closed the door behind me, the warmth of the house hit my frozen skin and it provided only a fraction of the ease I was looking for.
My stomach twisted in a weird way then gradually proceeded into something sharp, hot and burning. I opened m
