Michelle POV
I took a slow sip of warm cappuccino. The heavy rain sent a cool breeze. The aroma of rain to me is soothing. It feels the water that is far away from the sky brings peace.
"Do you still like rain?" Ask Albern to me. Now my eyes turned to him. He sat right in front of me, also enjoying a glass of warm cappuccino. The cafe was crowded, considering the heavy rain. Make anyone passing by in front of the café choose to stop and drink a glass of warm drink,
"Yeah, this has become my habit," I replied, glancing at the state of the cafe and looked back at the window while taking a deep breath.
"For me, it's not your habit, the sky represents you, who is forced to smile in front of others just because you hide your sadness. It's the sky that cries for you" Albern stared at the vie
