Rolling down my umbrella, I reluctantly sit inside Mona's car. Half of my mind is with Freya. The disappointing look on her face is replaying in front of my eyes.

Mona starts the car and just when I notice that the speed of rain intensifies. The water droplets are making patterns on the windshield of the car. I stare at them while thinking about Freya. Mona turns on the car's vipers and they start fighting back with the rain-drops.

I don't know what Freya would be thinking about me and Mona. She met her in person and I even saw both of them talking. I wonder what they were talking...