Felicity Lucienne Vergara has always believed that love was meant for everyone, just not for her. Time after time, she gave her heart away, only to be cheated on, used, or left behind. Her friends call her hopeless. She calls herself cursed. Somewhere between broken promises and fading sparks, she stopped believing that love could ever feel like home. She learned to survive the storm. Pain became routine. Heartbreak came on schedule. Rain was the only thing that stayed with her. It was the one thing she could count on. But what happens when even the rain forgets to fall? Then she met Prudencio Rionel Alegre. He didn't arrive with loud promises or dramatic entrances. He came quietly, like a pause in the chaos, soft and steady. He didn't try to fix her. He simply listened. He stayed. And for the first time in a long while, Felicity began to wonder if maybe she wasn't that hard to love after all. But peace can be dangerous too. Still waters look calm, but they can drown you deeper than any wave. And the past has a habit of returning, especially when you start to feel safe. Sometimes, the scariest part isn't the storm. It's the silence that follows, when the rain finally stops falling.