"With her presence and her face which reminded me so much of my mother, I could emerge from my life's dark and depressing period."
The man hardly spoke about those dark and lonesome days because he did not want to recall them—not even for a second.
There was only his mother whom he could rely on to maneuver through the sinister and conniving Mu household after his father's death. Likewise, his mother had leaned on him for support, too. They only had each other to look after themselves.
Thus, his mother's death was an earth-shattering devastation to him.
It was Song Enya who held his hand and brought him out of this darkness.
"I'm grateful to my niece and I hold this kinship close to my heart."
"Then… what about me?"
