Adele - - Set Fire To The Rain

She grabbed his designer coat from the rack—the one he wore when he went to see her —and threw it onto the porch. She followed it out into the downpour.

She dropped the match onto the gasoline-soaked pile of his belongings she’d dragged out earlier. Whoosh. Adele - Set Fire to the Rain

Inside, she heard the muffled sound of Marcus calling her name, his voice thick with confusion. Elena didn't turn back. She watched the fire until it was nothing but black sludge in the mud. She let the rain wash the soot from her hands, stepped into her car, and drove toward the horizon, leaving the burning remains of his lies in her rearview mirror. She grabbed his designer coat from the rack—the

She watched the smoke spiral up, turning the raindrops into shimmering sparks before they vanished. She was setting fire to the rain, burning down the bridge he thought she’d never leave. Whoosh

She looked at Marcus, asleep on the velvet sofa. In the soft glow of the embers, he looked like the man she had first met—the one whose words felt like a warm blanket on a cold night. He had a way of holding her that made the rest of the world disappear. He’d look into her eyes and say exactly what she needed to hear, weaving a safety net out of beautiful, empty promises. But tonight, the net had snapped.