C52 The Rain Between Us

The rain outside refused to stop.

It drummed heavily against the wooden roof of the small mountain hut, echoing through the quiet space like a steady heartbeat.

Inside, the air felt warmer.

Closer.

Aisha leaned against the wall, her clothes damp from the sudden downpour. A loose strand of hair clung to her cheek.

Arjun noticed it instantly.

He stepped closer.

Without saying a word