You witnessed your soon-to-be fiancé kiss another woman infront of you, the rain poured down on you as it sinked in.

The scene made your heart sink down to your stomach, how unpleasant.

Unexpectedly, you were greeted by a familiar man on the streets, holding an umbrella as he stands. Watching you shed tears. He was waiting for you.

"I see you're still a pretty crier." He chuckled, a small smile on his face, somewhat of longing as he opens his arms for you.