Chapter 74
Chapter Seventy Four: — A SOFT RAIN PATTERED onto the ground. The strong musty scent of fresh rain on dry earth ravaged my olfaction. The once heavy rain had now turned into a drizzle. The gentle breeze caressed my skin with a low hum. I smiled upon hearing the birds chirping while they settled on the tree branches, its leaves swaying gracefully in beat with the wind. Unlike earlier, the sun’s rays were nowhere to be found, masking itself behind numerous clouds causing gloomy weather. “I’ll head to the lobby, and ask for a spare umbrella that we can use.” Warren said, gathering my full attention. Averting my eyes at him, he was looking at the surrounding; watching the small droplets of rain pelted onto the ground. He lifted his right hand beyond the museleo’s roof that kept us from ge
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