Goodbye in the Pouring Rain
Language: en
I am getting married. When I said those words to Julian, he was standing in the pouring rain, soaked to the bone, looking like an abandoned statue. It was the first time I had seen him since I left the city and moved back to my hometown. Nine years ago, we fell in love. Nine years later, citing his duties as the family heir, he told me he was entering an arranged marriage with the daughter of the Covey family. "Victoria is well-mannered, understands the big picture, and makes an excellent candidate for a strategic alliance." His expression had been cold, his voice full of casual approval…