[ Rain ]
I flip the pages of a biography of a famous photographer which I already read multiple times but there's nothing interesting which I can do to kill my time. I stretch my lazy body as it got stiff by sitting idly for hours in the same fetal position on a couch.
I wrap my woollen shawl tightly around my torso and padded my way to the balcony of our small private villa in a secluded but romantic village of Switzerland. The far stretched range of mountains with ice caps and coniferous trees in a row is a sight for a nature lover's eyes but all it seems dull and cold to me as my husband has locked himself in his separate room with a 'do not disturb' sign for me.
It has been two days since we landed in Bern. His parents booked us a private villa seeing our current relationship status
