Casey Dempsey suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He took off his jacket and draped it over her, asking, "You've been looking outside. Do you like the rain?"
Izabella Salotti gazed at the rain outside and said, "Not really. It feels sticky when it's raining, and it's cold."
The difference between a new and an old wound is that if the new wound isn't severe, it heals and is fine. But an old wound is the kind of pain that hits you deep in the heart, and even when it's healed, just thinking about it is heartbreaking.
Casey originally wanted to say something romantically cheesy like, "If you like the rain, I can stand in the rain with you." But Izabella didn't give him a chance.
"It's causing quite a commotion outside. I haven't checked online, but I'm guessing it's trending."
Casey's guess was spot on. It indeed was trending, and Izabella was once again the center of attention.
"Do you know what this situation reminds me of?" Izabella smirked, slightly turning her head to look at Casey.
Playing along, Casey asked, "What's that?"
"It makes me think of the wolves in the forest. One wolf howls, and then another follows, and then the entire pack won't stop howling."
"That's a pretty fitting analogy, but we can't let them keep howling. After all, too much howling is annoying."
Izabella nodded in agreement, "I know."
Izabella turned 21 years old, but she had an aura that belied her age, as if she had experienced a lot and matured over the years.
"Do you need help?" Casey asked. He wanted to tell her, "You don't have to bear this alone. I'm right here. When you're tired, you can lean on me. If you can't hold on anymore, I can catch you."
"No, save your testimonies. If your fans find out you're rehearsing lines with me, it'll only fuel more anger towards me."
"Do you know what you're going to do next?"
Izabella propped her chin in thought, "Let's add fuel to the fire. Preferably the kind that burns all the scum."
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