The younger female patted her husband's back, soothing him gently.   She sighed as she saw Sehun and his partner walk out of the party, and her heart clenched a little.   Seeing her crestfallen face, the older man pulled her in his embrace and whispered, "Don't worry about him. He still needs to move on......" ---------- "Yah, Oh Sehun!" Saera yelled, struggling away from his grasp to make him halt in his footsteps.   He never turned to look at her, and didn't utter a sound. Leaving Saera on the road, he made a break through. Running as fast as he can, he left the female dumbstruck for a second, before taking off her heels and catching up to him.   She didn't know how long she had ran, but her only impulse was to follow Sehun and comfort him.   She didn't know why she felt so strongly about this.   She didn't know when she became so persistent.   All she knew was that she wouldn't let him out of her sight no matter what happened.   Finally, she saw Sehun stop in front of a familiar building; the place she worked at.   In front of the door, he collapsed and knelt down with heavy breaths mixed with salty, wet tears.   Sehun felt all rationality crash as memories flooded his mind. All were the nightmares, his mother's corpse, and her spirit blaming him for ruining their once happy family.   However, when he felt the light brush of Saera's fingertips on his cheek, wiping his solemn tears away, he managed to calm down tremendously.    He never appeared weak in front of anyone, not even Saemi, but here he was, crying his heart out whilst hugging Saera tightly.   Maybe, it was just a coincidence; it just happened that during these tough times, Saera was here.   "Do you want to talk about it?" she whispered softly, patting his back, as he buried his head into the crook of her neck.   Pit-pat-pit-pat.   The tears dripped onto her skin, but she didn't care at that moment.   All she wanted was him to feel better.   He managed to strangle out some sound, "I hate them."   Saera didn't need to ask who, as she automatically assumed he was talking about his dad, and his stepmom.   "I hate how my family was ruined." he choked out again.   The moment confession was wrecked as the pair felt the slow drops of rain on their bodies.   The gentle rain gradually grew until the drops pelted down on them, soaking their clothes.   This was their first moment.   Their first moment where they let their guard down.   The first moment where everything would pick off from here.   The first night they spent together, in the rain.   Yet, this one night tied their fate, to lead this deal into something more.... ---------- The rain caused the two to be physically and mentally t