What puzzled me was Rachel's sudden quietness. Normally, when Harry and I were together, Rachel would be constantly messaging me, her notifications ringing in rapid succession: ding-dong-dong. But tonight, there was nothing. It was as if she had disappeared from the digital world altogether.
Could it be that Rachel was with Harry right now? Were they preoccupied with each other?
The thought shocked me and I quickly shook my head, trying to dispel the troubling notion. I reminded myself that it was none of my business and forced myself to focus on my preparations for the impending storm.
I was jolted awake by a thunderous sound. When I opened my eyes, it was already raining heavily outside the window. It wasn’t a dream; the storm had begun.
I reached for my phone and checked the time. I had stayed up all night watching a TV series and now it was dark again. My phone was flooded with more than 50 missed calls, which made me click my tongue in surprise. Luckily, I had set my phone to silent mode.
A notification from the property group caught my eye: