The brakes screeched as Leon halted, the windshield wipers striving to clear the deluge. It was Fiona who stood before him, an unexpected encounter on this drenched evening.

Impatience simmered within his gaze, mingling with a sense of absurdity. Disgust for her had taken root.

Fiona advanced, rapping a wet palm against the window, prompting Leon to unfasten the door’s seal.

Rain-soaked and drenched, her figure stood before him.

Stepping out, Leon’s attire surrendered to the rain’s embrace.

“It’s chilly.”

shivered, her lips acquiring a tinge of

his arms, the cold sapping the warmth

unchanged—I don’t want

“I’ll refrain from

grasp

words held finality.

me to

Fiona had shifted. Once fascinated, now abhorrently repulsed, a

aloft, Fiona quivered, comprehending his

persistence persist, rudeness would inevitably

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