Eun-sun pensively perched on the chair at the far end of the room overlooking the huge windows while her heart whispered a word of prayer for Dan-Han and her father.
The room was slightly similar to the one they had lodged for days, but she wasn't in the right frame of mind to look around. She was tensed to the bone, and so was Mi-Cha, who had her gaze fixed on the television, even though she couldn't make out what was being displayed. Her mind was clouded with thoughts, just like Eun-sun.
Eun-sun knew a myriad of things could go wrong, like her father being critically injured or Dan-Han carelessly putting himself in harm's way, and she wished none of that should happen.
All she wanted was for them to return safely and for this trouble to pass away come by morning as if it had never been there.
