When Raindrops Remembered Your NameThe rain had always been their secret language. For Elara, it was never just water falling from the sky; it was a punctuation mark in the story of her and Leo. Their first kiss, huddled under the awning of a corner bookstore. Their first fight, resolved as the clouds broke into a gentle drizzle. The day he left, the sky had wept in a torrential downpour that mirrored the storm in her own heart.That was two years ago.Now, Elara walked through the city park, the autumn air crisp and the sky a foreboding shade of grey.