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I can’t recall the last time I saw rain. It has been a while since I signed that contract. Well, “changing my life” is an understatement for what that contract did but we’ll go with that for now.
What four years now?
Four years since I met her.
Four years since I moved to this celestial place.
Four years of ‘us’ being a real thing.
So much has happened since then but here we are again.
My family home.
I used to dread this place so much, but seeing her in it removed something dark from my heart.
There she was, ever so peaceful, always managing to make her surroundings harmonise with her. Her delicate skin touched the icy glass of the big windows. Her strawberry blonde curls dangling around her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled with every fallen drop from the sky. Her simple yet elegant white robes wrapped around her pale white skin and fell to touch the creaky wooden floors. She stared aimlessly, as if searching for something in the dull rain.
I hated the rain and its stupid muddy days but seeing her like this made my heart flutter. It even made me start liking the rain because it caged me with such beauty. All alone. No teasing or annoying conversation from our friends and family. Just us. Just us and the eloquent rain.
“Darling, you look blue. Is something the matter?”
I never liked using my Mexican accent but it fitted the mood so much that I couldn’t resist. I glanced at her as I handed her a cup of hot cocoa and placed a small cozy blanket over her delicate freckled shoulders. I then sat by her side, resting my chin on her shoulder as my arms wrapped around her belly, anticipating her answer. She smiled. I didn’t see it but I could feel its aura fill the room’s air.
“Nothing, my love. It is just rainy days fill me with such a weird feeling that I can’t explain”
Her words glided eloquently to my ears as she leaned back, her back pressing into my chest and her arms rubbing mine.
“Is it a good or a bad one?”
I asked curiously with a light-hearted sarcastic attitude that made her lean her head back, so our eyes could lock. She laughed. Oh, how her laugh filled my entire soul with warmth. I loved and worshiped every fibre of her. How could I not? She changed everything. She pulled me out of that dark hole I was in and showed me the light. So with that, she taunted:
“That’s the problem, smarty pants. I can’t tell”
Oh, her and her taunts. Oh, how I love them. I made sure my hands were securely wrapped around her before lifting her and spinning her in my arms.
I could hear her giggling and kicking her feet for me to let her down, but I am the man in this relationship, okay? I get to say when I stop my teasing.
“Nate,” she said laughing, “Put me down, you crazy simp!”
“Ouch,” I said with dramatic hurt, stopping. Her feet touched the cold wooden floor in such an aesthetic manner.
“My pride is wounded. Really a simp?”
I laughed as we started to slowly dance to the jazz playing in the background.
“Well, you’re the one that started” she smirked
“Oh come on, Ri, you know I can’t resist teasing you.”
“Of course, Mr. Nathaniel Martinez and his unstoppable urges”
“You can’t blame him,” I said softly, my eyes admiring her face, tucking a curl behind her ear, “for he has fallen deep for the beautiful Miss Erline Rosa.”
She laughed again, filling the room with her warmth and harmony.
As for the rest of tonight, I believe we will be spending it dancing our troubles away and entangling our souls in an eternal romance.