The rain always arrived without warning, just like love did.
Emma stood by the café window, watching the city blur into soft shades of gray. Every drop of rain reminded her of him—Daniel—the man she loved and lost in the silence of unspoken words.
They had met years ago on a rainy evening much like this one. He had shared his umbrella, smiling as if the world had already chosen her. Late-night talks, unfinished dreams, promises whispered under streetlights—they had built a small universe together. But fear crept in where love should have spoken, and one day, they let each other go without a fight.
The café door opened. A familiar presence filled the air.
Daniel stood there, older, quieter, but with the same eyes that once looked at her like she was home. Their gazes met, and time hesitated.
"I still think about you," he said softly.
"So do I," Emma replied, her voice trembling.
Outside, the rain slowed, as if waiting for them.
Sometimes love doesn't need grand apologies or perfect timing. Sometimes, it just needs two hearts brave enough to speak again.
And that night, under a sky finally clearing, they chose not to let silence win—this time.
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