The next day, shortly after the couple had finished their breakfast, the skies broke open, washing the land in rain. Delaney had loved rainy days ever since she was a child and was excited to share one with Vincent.
Now that he was well enough, she didn't go to him in his bedroom in the morning but instead met him in the dining room. She hurried down the stairs on light feet and the door to the room was opened for her.
Inside, she slowed when she found Vincent standing in front of the windows with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face, staring out at the world beyond.
"Good morning," she greeted him as she came to his side and was surprised when he jumped. "I'm so sorry," she apologized quickly, "I didn't mean to startle you."
"Oh no it's alright," he forced himself to smile, "Rain just... just puts me on edge I'm afraid."
"Really? That's too bad. I love the rain."
