His heart thumped. He tapped it.
Rohan wasn't looking at the rain. He was staring at a spinning white circle on a dark blue screen. The text below it read: fb lite log in
The spinning circle stopped.
Rohan sighed, a sound that was half-frustration, half-prayer. He held the phone up higher, as if altitude could capture a stray signal from the clouds. He tapped "Retry." His heart thumped