Chapter 50 (The Rainfall)

• As the rain poured relentlessly outside, I found myself drawn to the window, my heart heavy with a mix of nerves and unexplained sadness. Each raindrop seemed to mirror the strange ache within me, falling with a gentle but persistent rhythm.
• “Who is she?.......” I mumbled to myself watching the droplets slide down the glass, blurring the world outside, mirroring the unexplainable tears that threatened to escape my eyes. The pitter-patter of rain became a soothing soundtrack to my racing thoughts, as I grappled with the weight of my emotions.
• Damien climbed upstairs to continue the conversation with his parents, causing a wave of relief to wash over me. The tension in the air earlier had been suffocating, and I was grateful for the chance to be alone in the sitting room downstairs. Sitting on the couch, I find myself gazing out the window, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts, while the heavy rainfall outside mirrored the storm within me.