The rain had not shown any sign of stopping.It continued to pour relentlessly against the windshield, each raindrop colliding with the glass before slowly sliding downward, blurring the world outside into nothing more than streaks of gray and gold. The rhythmic sound of the rain filled every corner of the car, wrapping them in a strange kind of silence, one that should have felt awkward, yet somehow didn't.Tyron rested one hand loosely on the steering wheel while the other remained on his lap. The engine was still running, but neither of them seemed eager to continue the drive home.For the first time in years, he didn't mind staying still. His gaze drifted almost instinctively toward the woman sitting beside him.Lorraine had her face turned toward the window, quietly watching the rain as though it were the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. A faint smile lingered on her lips, soft and genuine, untouched by the worries she usually carried.He had seen countless beautiful women
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