Desperate Downpour

Irritated, I was about to turn off my phone when another call came in. I frowned as I answered the call, “Are you still not satisfied with how miserable I am now, Tristan? Do you want to see me die?”

“You know what I actually want, Valerie. If I could stay by your side...” His voice was hoarse, and I could vaguely hear the sound of rain over the speaker.

Feeling more irked, I had a strong urge to