Dear Sweetheart novel

Even if the windows were installed with soundproofing rubber, Rayna could still hear the water droplets pattering violently against the glass window.

She pulled open the curtains and looked outside the window. It was pitch dark outside, and she could only see the lights coming out of the dining room.

It’s raining so heavily. When will it stop?

She had too much to eat that day, so much so that she didn’t have much appetite at night as well. She even told the kitchen not to prepare anything for her when they called to ask. Then, she sent a text to Carl and asked what was going on back home.

Carl replied that he was fine with the food that he was having, but he still preferred the food that Rayna and Jasmine made. Then, he texted Rayna again, saying that he was fine with any food as long as it was not prepared by Curtis.

Rayna was utterly amused.

She thought Curtis was a decent enough cook. Hence, she was curious why Carl seemed traumatized by his cooking.

Carl sent another text: Ms. Rayna, my mommy has gone overseas for a long time. She hasn’t called me since.

Rayna: Not even a text?

Carl: Yes, my calls always go into the mailbox. Could anything has happened to her?

Just when Rayna was about to reply to him, a sudden loud bang outside startled her. Her vision went dark, and her phone slipped out of her hand.

The phone’s screen went black after it hit the floor.

screen went dark, so did the room. Rayna couldn’t

monster would suddenly come out of the ground and devour her. She anxiously crouched down to feel for

outside. The lightning strikes

dared not even try to look for her phone anymore. Instead, she tried

scrambled into her bed and pulled the covers

in the room opposite Rayna, Curtis was

crackled outside the window when he was just a few minutes into the meeting. The room was plunged into darkness all of a sudden,

of the call was startled as well.

working as well.” Curtis switched on the torchlight on his phone to illuminate the documents in front of him. The blackout didn’t

the thunder continued to boom, Curtis’ thoughts fell

the rumbling thunder and blackout,

said that it was getting late, and told the other person to continue with the

pitch-black outside his room as well. There was no light source except for the torchlight

to Rayna’s door

“Rayna, are you okay?”

was no answer from her. Curtis became anxious and called her on the phone as he pounded

his dismay, her phone

gruesome scenarios in his head, one of which was that she was bathing when the electricity suddenly went out. Then, as she

and more apprehensive with the thought in mind

a few steps back and shone his phone light on her door before kicking it

room after the door was down. Curtis searched

he finally heard Rayna’s shaky voice, mumbling something

“I-I’m h-here…”