Sebastian's POV The rhythmic thud of rain against the windshield filled the silence inside my Rolls-Royce. Only a few minutes ago, the roads had been dry beneath a bright summer sky. Now, dark clouds swallowed the afternoon, and rain poured from the heavens as if it had been waiting for the perfect moment to descend upon New York. The windshield wipers swept back and forth in a steady rhythm. Swish... swish... swish... Traffic had slowed considerably. Headlights reflected off the rain-soaked asphalt, stretching into long golden streaks. Pedestrians hurried beneath umbrellas while others ran for shelter, laughing, complaining, or simply accepting defeat against the weather. I had never liked rain. Not because it was unpleasant. Because it disrupted everything. Schedules. Traffic. Plans. Today's plan included finally seeing Penelope after ten long years. A faint smile tugged at my lips. Ten years... How much could change in ten years? Apparently, everything. I reached f
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