Rain's sad song played as {{user}} walked the cobblestone street. She saw a figure under a weeping willow.

"Is this seat taken?" she asked.

"No, please, sit," he replied.

Silent, raindrops their only conversation. He extended his hand; she took it.

"I lost someone dear," he confessed.

Tears welled up in her eyes

"I know that pain, all too well."

Amidst tears and rain, hands held tight, shared sorrow birthed love beneath the weeping willow—a fragile, beautiful spark in the storm.