Natasha's pov

I went back to the workbench and began to make incense.

It was raining harder and harder, and there was a crackling sound from the roof.

I got up and went to the window again.

Look under the building. Winson is standing in the rain,

There was a knock at the door outside the fragrance room. Then, Aunt Bely said at the door, "Miss, I have something to report."

"Aunt Bely, what is it?"

"Winson is outside. I invited him three times to come in and take shelter from the rain, but he didn't call. Otherwise, you..."

"Since you can't call, don't bother. He likes to get caught...