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Into a very huge hole in the ground. TBC.. Omg 😱 In a pit ‼‼‼‼‼ Pregnant Akira!! In the rain!!! I love y'all 💕💕💞💞💟

The atmosphere of the cafe is quite quiet, there are only a few people sitting there enjoying coffee, maybe taking shelter, or maybe being nostalgic. When her order arrived, Diana pulled out a book, but after a few minutes of trying to concentrate on reading, she gave up. Hujan itu menghalau konsentrasinya. She was more interested in gazing at the rain, counting the drops of water hitting the ground, and reminiscing about Brandon. It was raining that day too, when Brandon had an accident. Was it rain that killed her lover? The noise at the door distracted Diana from the rain. She frowned and stared in awe at the figure who entered the door with wet hair.

Sam specifically requested assistance, and it took a lot of negotiation to ensure that Jimmy wouldn't cause too much trouble there. Unfortunately, Sam's shortened journey still faced obstacles. The rain began to fall without warning, pouring heavily. It felt like being stabbed by the raindrops. "Damn it! We're almost there!" Sam cursed, unable to bear it. His motorcycle roared against the sound of the heavy raindrops pelting the earth. Beatrice, on the other hand, laughed. "It's okay to get a little wet. Besides, I haven't showered in the rain for a long time."

The scattered raindrops transformed into a downpour, and she quickly darted into a nearby gazebo before she could become completely soaked. “Damn it.” Nikki groaned as she stared out at the downpour. She pulled out her cell phone and checked the weather. “Oh, no. It is supposed to last into the night.” She complained. Nikki sighed, frustrated, as she sat down on the gazebo bench. She pulled out one of her textbooks and read as she waited for a break in the unexpected storm. The rest of Thorn’s day was uneventful. He taught his second and third classes with no pushback from any of the students and felt like his life had returned to feeling its old mundane way.

Kalix stands amidst the downpour, his body drenched by the rain, the cold droplets mingling with the tears that stream down his face. It feels as though even the heavens are weeping for Audrey, their sorrow manifesting in the tempest that surrounds him. As the rain continues to fall, a relentless deluge that soaks him to the bone, Kalix stands before Audrey's gravestone, lost in a bittersweet reverie of memories. The droplets of rain blur his vision, mingling with the tears that flow freely down his cheeks, a poignant reflection of the storm raging within his heart.

The outside of the market or, more precisely, the overhang–still filled with many fish traders, the roof that protects these breadwinners is stretched wide enough to five meters so that they don't have to fear the scorching sun or the raging rain like now. "If I meet North, I will pinch that man until he cries. If he apologizes, he'll have to wait a little longer," Marra grumbled as she strode briskly through the rain, looking even more diminutive as her body was wrapped in a yellow raincoat, the umbrella she had brought not extended at all. Several small children were running around enjoying the rain near the market area. Who knows where the parents were? One of them accidentally bumped int