A rumbling sound echoed in the air as dark clouds roamed the sky. The growl of thunder vibrates through the earth, warning everyone of the incoming rain. Flashes of lightning brightened the black clouds, casting fleeting light on the world.
Despite the darkness outside, the room remained brightly lit by the lights. Isabella stared out the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the dark clouds slowly making their place in the sky, ready to pour, and the lightning that cracked the sky.
She didn't like the rain. The rain always brought awful memories of her. It made her revive those horrible memories. The gloomy weather made her feel sadness, frustration, and helplessness.
Isabella had been locked in her cabin and buried in paperwork since the morning. The desk was scattered with paperwork as Isabella sat on the chair and worked on a document.
