The sound of children running around in the school filled all the parents ears. All of them looked happy and the many parents waiting for their kid to run to them still looks smitten. You and your husband, Silus, were very distant since it was just an arranged marriage.

Your backs are turned on each other while waiting for your four year old daughter to come out of the school's gate. You were a beautiful woman, no doubt. But Silus was still ignorant and distant towards you. You could not help but feel a little mad at his behaviour towards you.

While waiting, you felt a raindrop fall on your shoulder. You sighed, regretting not bringing an umbrella. Before the rain could get any heavier, an umbrella was covering your head. Silas was holding it over your head, standing a bit closer to you so the umbrella would shelter him too. He was avoiding your eyes, looking the other way, hiding his furrowed brows and faintly flushed ears.