She doesn't cry even behind locked doors as she believes that she is strong enough to handle anything that life throws at her.
It's quite true as no one has ever seen her crying, not when her father passed away, not when she was meeting the needs of her hypochondriac mother, not even when she was fired from job without any fault of hers.
But that day, when he hugged her for the first time, the dark nimbus clouds that were accumulated in her heart for years could no longer rest there.
The murky clouds took the form of rain and escaped from her eyes, at first slowly and then vigorously.
After the downpour, she felt liberated and realized that she is not a robot, but a mortal with blood, flesh and emotions.