The question gnawed at Rain. Was it because she had truly moved on from Paul, or was she simply too overwhelmed by everything else happening in her life to dwell on the pain of his betrayal? Maybe it was a bit of both. Her life was a whirlwind of challenges, and perhaps that had left little room for her to indulge in the heartbreak.
Rain lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. Her mind kept drifting back to Alexander. "I wonder if he arrived safely," she murmured to herself, her concern growing with each passing minute.
She turned to her side, debating whether she should reach out to him. "Should I call or send him a message? Or would that be inappropriate?" she pondered, biting her lip in hesitation.
With a frustrated click of her tongue, Rain grabbed her phone and started typing out a message. She hesitated for a moment but then decided to hit send.
