Perfect Mate

The rain is tipping down throughout the city. A pit patter of thunder breakthrough a dark and ragged cloud—Its tumultuous covered march with the raindrops and keep the little girl awake. Tiara cowered up under her blanket. She closed her ears tight. A cold sweat was streaming down her head. Her little lips drifted, calling for someone.“M-mom ... Mommy ....”The five-year-old caught the sound of someone walking up the stairs. She did not move on her bed. She is too scared even to open her eyes. Suddenly, someone pulls her thick blanket, Tiara shocked.“Honey, are you okay--““Mom!”Hyo-jin hugged her daughter’s tiny body immediately. Her mother smiled while rubbing Tiara’s head slowly.“I am scared, Mom.”“Calm down ... I am here, Honey. Don’t be afraid.”“Please, don’t leave me.”“Of course not. It’s okay. The rain i