All Chapters of THROUGH THE WIND AND THE RAIN (ENGLISH): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

 Rosenda Marie walked briskly across the resort grounds, heading to a quieter area near the shoreline. The sun had begun its descent, painting the sky in warm tones of gold and orange, but her mood didn’t match the picturesque view. She needed space— somewhere away from the clinking of glasses, the chatter of tourists, and most importantly, away from Cayson.She found a spot at the far end of the beach, where several tables remained unoccupied. The sea stretched endlessly before her, its waves rhythmically crashing against the shore. Taking a seat at one of the tables, she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at the ocean as if it owed her answers.For a few minutes, she sat in silence, letting the wind tangle her hair and the salty air sting her nostrils. Then came the voice&hel

In the days that followed, she and Cayson quietly made an effort to make each moment count.Every morning, they went down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. They would sit facing the ocean, watching surfers who had already taken to the waves. At first, they would sit in silence, not awkward, just still. Eventually, one of them would speak up. That single comment would spark a conversation, and soon they would find themselves deep in discussion.They talked about simple things. She told him about her family and her childhood, leaving out the heavier truths like how those years left scars and how, for a long time, she blamed her past for everything that went wrong. She didn’t share those parts. In return, she asked him about his life in the United States. Cayson answered her questions openly, telling her whatever she wanted to know.Their conversations were light. They were asking just enough to learn about each other without diving too deep. There was only one subject she avoided.

 Rome woke up feeling absolutely awful.A deep nausea twisted in her stomach like something clawing at her insides, and her throat burned with an unbearable rawness. Her eyes fluttered open, her body jerking upright before she could even process the sensation.She didn’t even try to move gently. Stumbling out of bed with urgent, wide steps, she rushed to the bathroom. She slammed the door shut behind her, flipped up the toilet lid, dropped to her knees, and surrendered to the violent sickness surging through her.She vomited. Hard.Everything she had eaten— maybe since they arrived in Bali— came out in waves of nausea and acid. Her entire body trembled from the force of it. She clutched the porcelain rim like it was her last anchor.

 It was already late in the afternoon when Rome finally stirred awake.As she turned to her side, she immediately noticed that Cayson was gone. He wasn’t beside her anymore. The room was empty. Silent. He had clearly gone through with what he said, he stepped out.Oh well. She had no reason to complain.At least he said goodbye. At least he stayed when she asked him to. At least, for a while, he gave her the comfort she hadn’t known she needed.The moment he laid beside her, it felt like her entire being had been cradled in warmth. The heat from his body was strangely calming, quieting the chaos her body had been dealing with all morning. She had fallen asleep almost instantly, like her pain and nausea had been lulled into stillness by the sound of his breathing.Now, as she sat up, her body felt lighter. The dizziness and stoma

 “What the hell is going on? Why won’t you talk to me?”Cayson’s voice, though calm and level, carried a dangerous weight. There was a restraint to it, the kind that hinted he was holding back a growing frustration. He followed closely behind her, every step echoing his attempt to stay patient.Rome said nothing.She hadn’t spoken a word since they left the beach.Back in the taxi, he tried to speak, but his voice had faded into white noise. She had tuned everything out. Her mind wasn’t in that car. It had drifted to another plane, consumed by questions that clawed at her sanity. Why had she reacted that way on the beach? Why did it feel like someone had lodged a stone in her chest the moment she saw him surrounded by thos