After a while of busy work, it grew dark outside the window. I turned on the TV and tuned to the news channel. Various news reports played, but there was no mention of the impending rainstorm. This wasn't surprising. The rainstorm would come suddenly and mysteriously. Today was a cloudless day and tomorrow should be sunny as well, according to the forecast.
A message suddenly popped up from the group chat created by Harry, Rachel and me.
[Rosie, Harry just called me and reminded me that you have a birthday tomorrow.]
[Wait for me, I must make you a big cake tomorrow.]
Reading these words, exactly the same as in my previous life, made me feel uneasy. I decided not to reply. Instead, I filled the bathtub with water and took a long, relaxing hot bath.
Since I started living with Harry, I hadn't been able to enjoy such a luxurious bath. I usually just rinsed off quickly with the showerhead. Whenever I took a long time, Harry would knock on the bathroom door, half-jokingly and half-seriously saying, "Rosie, I want to come in and take a bath with you!"