Lying on the cold iron bed, Nakashima Wakana takes a deep breath.
The utmost thing that she hates is the smell of the hospital. The bright surgical light above her head is adding to her dizziness.
She did get swayed by her emotions earlier. Yiren brought her to this place when she fell asleep after crying. After she woke up, she found herself in this surgical room.
Nakashima Wakana can tell that something isn't right. Did she fall asleep for a few hours or days? She can't even tell that.
Her pupils move as she tries to look around anxiously. Beads of sweat form on her forehead. What is this feeling of emptiness? Why does she feel weird?
Losing herself to emotions for a moment might cost her something big. Wakana regrets it. She should have controlled her emotions.
She tugs the bond inside her, trying to sense Minho. Though she can feel him on the other side, she can't tell what he's thinking about. Why isn't he looking for her?
