Wow!!! It is so catchy! I read it in a minute not being able to take my eyes away :)
A drop of rain fell from the sleeve of her trench and landed on his shirt, welcomed by the upward and rhythmic movement of his chest.
I really like how you paid attention to all the details, so that the story is so alive and vivid!
I always try to look for the perfect alchemy in the detail level. In this moment I wanted to convey the idea of her not even caressing him and moving so fast toward the stairs that her dress drips over the husband. In fact, she was already addicted to the wave and heading to her laptop. Thanks for your appreciation Val :-)
That makes me think how humans sometimes believe they love someone, but actually, they love something in him/her or around him/her.
The reader gets the impression that she is in a hurry to find her husband, when she is in a hurry to find her laptop (next to him) :/
Just got me thinking :)
Or else, they love something that they believe to see in him/her but, instead, that something is only a projection of their illusions..
Yep :)