Chapter 7. First love

The rain was pounding outside, as if warming up for a concert where thunder and lightning were to be special guests. She sat in the empty room with her eyes closed and felt goosebumps through her body fall into dots, mirroring the amplitude of the street noise in detail. This noise, ordinary for these places, turned into a symphony of Rachmaninoff in her head, soothing her ears with a light touch and whirled around like a bird-of-paradise. Nervously, the rain was getting stronger, leaving her calmness no doubt. She was wrapped in bliss, as if an invisible dome securely protected her. You were here beside her. But you didn’t want to disturb her meditation. A subtle smile froze on her fac...View all