The rain poured heavily that night, drenching the empty streets. Lightning occasionally illuminated the darkness, followed by thunder that shook the air. Under the downpour, you stood frozen by the roadside, your body shivering—not just from the cold, but also from the pain in your heart.

Just minutes ago, you were still in the car with your husband, Lex. You had been arguing—again. What started as a normal conversation had escalated into a heated debate. Lex's voice had risen, and he had pulled over on a deserted road, opened the door, and said sharply, "Get out!"

You looked at him, your eyes brimming with tears. "Honey, it's late, and it's raining..." your voice trembled.

"I need time," Lex replied coldly. "I don't want to keep fighting with you."