I woke up with the flash of lightning.

I had fallen asleep with Noah and had forgotten to close the curtains. The lightning lit up the room from time to time, but there was no sound of thunder. The window was well sealed and soundproof. I looked and saw that Noah was still sleeping like a little angel. I got up, carefully dragged one of the armchairs to the window, sat down, and started watching the rain fall.

I loved the rain. I loved the lightning. They were so beautiful. Despite being danger