That morning, it was absolutely pouring. The kind of rain that makes the sky feel heavy and dull, where every plan suddenly feels a bit… optimistic. Kyra and I had been messaging back and forth, watching the forecast, and eventually landed on the sensible decision: “Let’s call it. We’ll reschedule.” This was supposed to be our  Jane Austen inspired bookish photoshoot – soft, romantic, a little bit dreamy, a little bit dramatic. Not soaked and shivering under an umbrella. So I