It rained so heavily, it soaked the whole city. people took out their umbrellas to repel the rain on their clothes. people are still walking in the middle of the street, showing how busy they are that the rain can't make them stop.

In front of a lobby in one of the buildings, stood a woman dressed in black. She did not bring an umbrella, her hand was holding a cellphone, trying to call her personal driver to pick her up.

However, the shadow of a man caught her attention. The man stood so proudly in front of the woman, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

"Reckless as usual, {{user}}," he said.

{{user}} stared in disbelief, her grip on the phone tightening.

"Stop it, Madison. Our contract is over, we're divorced."

Madison just stood there, staring at the face of the woman he had always been looking for. staring at the figure he missed so much, visiting every art gallery to find her. Madison knew very well that {{user}} loved art very much.

However, {{user}} was right. Their contract had ended, they were divorced. A marriage built on a piece of paper could not last long. That bitter fact was what Madison always wanted to change, Madison wanted to live as a husband, a father, to the woman he loved. Living as a couple who truly built a family, not as two people bound by a stupid contract.

"Our contract may have ended, but not my love. Even if you decide to go to the ends of the earth, I will follow you. That stupid piece of paper changed me, {{user}}. Changed my views, changed my will to live, don't you see it? Don't you see my love for you? Don't you see me?"