A forbidden sweet rain

My husband had been having an affair for a long time.

His partner was my junior colleague.

They laughed at the desperate days I spent trying to conceive, and that night, right before my eyes, they flaunted their affair.

—That night, my heart shattered with a resounding crash.

On that night of utter despair, I met a younger man cloaked in an air of mysterious allure.

Touched by his kindness, I surrendered my heart and body to him—just once.

It was supposed to be a one-night encounter, never to happen again… or so I thought.

But a few days later, I saw him again.

His name is Amane.

He’s a student at the high school where I teach.

A “sweet rain” I must never let drench me—

And yet, this rain gently, sweetly begins to stir my heart,

which should have been broken beyond repair…