Chapter

It was a good thing that it rained. It made my mind focus on the present. The silence between us, Adam, made me think of the dream he was talking about. He was calling me Callista, and I was calling him Leo. I had so many questions to ask him, but I have more questions for myself and my grandmother. I can't think of any logical reasons behind this. I still know nothing. "I wish I brought my coat. I didn't know it was going to rain," Adam said. I raised my face to the sky and felt the droplets of rain roll down my skin. "Don't worry, I'm not getting wet. I'm feeling the rain." Even if he had a coat or umbrella on him, I wouldn't accept it. He exerted more strength in his arms as he paddled across the raging river. The waves weren't strong, but it was enough to move us left and right. "I was planning that we would eat the fish we caught on the island," Adam shouted, so I could hear him over the sound of the rain and wind. His head was slightly angled against the direction of the rain to