Cynthia remained silent, a wave of sorrow welling up in her clear eyes. 'It was better this way. It gave me some peace,' she thought.
Night fell, and a few raindrops sprinkled from the sky.
The night deepened, and heavy rain poured down. Beyond the clamor of the downpour, there seemed to be some kind of mystery lurking. Several claps of thunder roared in the air, and fierce raindrops beat against the windows, splattering and pattering.
Cynthia was awakened by the sound of the rain. Outside the window was a pitch-black darkness, and only the quiet sound of the rain could be heard. She lost sleep, curled up slightly, her arms wrapped around herself.
"Tsk, tsk, you didn't even manage to get into his bed with such a good opportunity last time. I'm afraid you won't have that chance again i
