It was raining heavily, the heavy drops of torrential rain falling on everyone's umbrellas. Jordan chuckled at this even when there was nothing to chuckle about. However, it was quite funny to him how nature was portraying what exactly was going on in his head: his head was filled with a storm and torrent of thoughts that had refused to let him be. His heart was heavy, it had been heavy ever since his father passed away. He had felt it would get better as time went on but he had been wrong. If anything, it graded from worse to worst, it was now difficult to bear the burden and Jordan was afraid he would break soon.
Never had he thought he would feel this way when his father died. If anything, he had felt he would be thrilled, overjoyed by it since the mere presence of the man irritated hi
