Pluviophile

Juliet knows how it feels to have what you love ripped right out of your hands. Not that there was much to begin with, but what she had was more than what most people are blessed with; her husband’s unconditional love and a spiritual love for the Rain. Yes, the Rain. Juliet loves to listen to the sound of rain, feel it on her skin and watch it fall on the ground. But when a gruesome rainy day swallows Max, all her feelings towards it change drastically. She begins hating it. And she has every right to. Just like she has every right to hate Derek. But how can she was she has no idea about the role he has played in her past? The more time she spends with him, the more her love for the Rain begins to return, bringing with it a sense of security. The question now is if it has returned for good. Or if she will lose it for the second time when Derek lays his cards on the table.