Dear Sweetheart novel

It started to rain heavily when it was about five in the afternoon.

Even if the windows were installed with soundproofing rubber, Rayna could still hear the water droplets pattering

violently against the glass window.

She pulled open the curtains and looked outside the window. It was pitch dark outside, and she could only see the

lights coming out of the dining room.

It’s raining so heavily. When will it stop?

She had too much to eat that day, so much so that she didn’t have much appetite at night as well. She even told

the kitchen not to prepare anything for her when they called to ask. Then, she sent a text to Carl and asked what

was going on back home.

Carl replied that he was fine with the food that he was having, but he still preferred the food that Rayna and

Jasmine made. Then, he texted Rayna again, saying that he was fine with any food as long as it was not prepared

by Curtis.

Rayna was utterly amused.

She thought Curtis was a decent enough cook. Hence, she was curious why Carl seemed traumatized by his

cooking.

Carl sent another text: Ms. Rayna, my mommy has gone overseas for a long time. She hasn’t called me since.

Rayna: Not even a text?

Carl: Yes, my calls always go into the mailbox. Could anything has happened to her?

Just when Rayna was about to reply to him, a sudden loud bang outside startled her. Her vision went dark, and her

phone slipped out of her hand.

The phone’s screen went black after it hit the floor.

The curtains were drawn in the room. After her phone screen went dark, so did the room. Rayna couldn’t see a

single thing.

Fear crept up her skin right then. Rayna was crippled by the fear that a monster would suddenly come out of the

ground and devour her. She anxiously crouched down to feel for her phone but to no avail.

Thunder continued to roar outside. The lightning strikes were like lost souls clawing for lives.

Rayna was so terrified that she dared not even try to look for her phone anymore. Instead, she tried to reach for

her bed.

After her legs touched the sides of the bedframe, she scrambled into her bed and pulled the covers over her head.

Meanwhile, in the room opposite Rayna, Curtis was having a video conference.

Thunder crackled outside the window when he was just a few minutes into the meeting. The room was plunged into

darkness all of a sudden, save for the light emanating from Curtis’ computer screen.

The person on the other end of the call was startled as well. “Mr. Faymon, did the electricity go out on your side?”

“It’s all right. My laptop’s fully charged, and my internet is working as well.” Curtis switched on the torchlight on his

phone to illuminate the documents in front of him. The blackout didn’t affect his work at all. “Go on.”

As the thunder continued to boom, Curtis’ thoughts fell into disarray. He suddenly thought about Rayna.

With the rumbling thunder and blackout, he wondered if she was fine.

He was overcome with worry. He put down the documents, said that it was getting late, and told the other person to

continue with the meeting tomorrow. Then, he took his phone and headed outside.

It was pitch-black outside his room as well. There was no light source except for the torchlight on his phone. It

seemed like there was no electricity in the whole area.

Curtis went up to Rayna’s door and knocked hard.

“Rayna, are you okay?”

A few seconds went by, and there was no answer from her. Curtis became anxious and called her on the phone as

he pounded on the door.

To his dismay, her phone was turned off.

He conjured a few gruesome scenarios in his head, one of which was that she was bathing when the electricity

suddenly went out. Then, as she stumbled and fell, she knocked her head on the bathtub and bled profusely.

He became more and more apprehensive with the thought in mind and couldn’t wait to confirm if she was all right.

Curtis took a few steps back and shone his phone light on her door before kicking it down with a bang.

He swiftly entered the room after the door was down. Curtis searched every room and shouted, “Rayna, where are

you?”

When he opened the door to the second room, he finally heard Rayna’s shaky voice, mumbling something almost

inaudible.

“I-I’m h-here…”

Curtis shone his lights into the room and at the bed.

That was when he noticed the bulged-up and shaky sheets. It was not difficult to picture just how petrified the

person under the covers was.

Not long after, Rayna fell asleep with Curtis’ comfort.

The next day, a series of banging sounded on the door.

She opened her eyes groggily and looked in the sound’s direction. It turned out that someone was knocking hard on

the door.

She could clearly hear the noise as her earplugs had fallen off.

“Who’s there?” Rayna asked loudly while she got out of bed and put on her slippers.

Just then, she seemed to have recalled something and turned to look at the vacant space on the bed next to her.

She did not notice when Curtis left.

Rayna yawned as she walked toward the bedroom door before opening it without much thought.

Claire, Vivi’s mother-in-law, was standing at the door.

Rayna wondered why the woman was looking for her that early in the morning. Claire’s face contorted with rage

when she saw Rayna and lunged at her before Rayna could speak.

“Return my grandchildren to me! How can a young lady like you be so evil?”

As Rayna was completely unprepared for the assault, she almost lost her balance and fell.

She quickly put a hand against the door to steady herself while using her other hand to block her face, guarding

herself against Claire’s continuous attacks. “Mdm. Myers, why are you hitting me? Why are you asking me to return

your grandchildren to you? What do you mean by that?”

“Stop pretending!” Claire bellowed hysterically while throwing punches at Rayna. “My daughter-in-law had a

miscarriage after finishing the duck stew you had given her!”