Riza felt like a lost puppy that the school children kicked. How could she be so stupid as to follow a man she didn't know around all day? Sure any other women would kill to be in her spot, but she didn't care. She knew the jerk behind the mask, and yet… yet she still liked him.
Walking down the side walk she finds a puddle. Staring at her reflection she realizes the person she has become. Barely touching the skin of her face she moves back a strand of hair. No wonder the Prince doesn't care about my name, I'm no where near his standards. I'm just a thief. A car rushes by hitting the puddle on its way. The water splashes her, soaking her completely.
She glares at the car that just passed by, and then looks back into the puddle. The puddle stood fractured into three shards. She looked deep, as if trying to find herself once more. Nothing came to her.
Slowly the sky cried once more. Just for her. She smiled at how sad she was. If nothing else, if no one else, at least the sky would cry for her. And in the end that's all she needed.