I broke away from him and held my unbrella over my head as I walked, my head held high. "Erika! Erika!" I stopped in my tracks, spun on my heel and stared at him. "What?" He didn't move closer to me even as people jabbed and pushed past him on the street. The fresh raindrops fell onto my outstretched hand and created a gentle humming sound as they hit the ground around me. "I'm sorry. I never should have said that." He was right, he sure shouldn't have said that to me. But then... He just stood there, rain dripping off the end of his nose and his damp hair sticking to his forehead. My face was wet too, but not from the rain. I was crying and couldn't answer his plea. I just looked at him through the rain and tears that were clouding my vision. He walked over to me and I stood still as his strong arms wrapped around me and I buried my face into his wet t-shirt. "I love you," I spoke the words into his chest as he stroke my hair and we listened to the raindrops falling all around us.