The perlude to the story

Haseena stood by the window, gazing at the rain with a heaviness in her eyes. "Karishma, come with me. Let's go on a walk,"

"In the rain?" Karishma questioned.

Haseena nodded, "Yes, in the rain. Sometimes, the rain knows how to wash away the tears we can't shed openly. It understands the pain we carry within."