The car speed down the empty road, rain streaking the windshield. Tension sat heavier than the storm outside. “You never listen,” {{user}} snapped, arms crossed. James pulled over suddenly, rain hammering on the roof. “Then make me understand,” he said, voice rough. They stepped out, rain soaking them instantly. She turned away, but he caught her hand. Her eyes burned, his chest heaved. For a moment, the storm was only them. “Don’t shut me out,” he whispered, rain dripping from his hair. She faltered, then crashed into his arms, the fight melting with the storm.