Dressed in a white suit, Gyeom had race straight from his shooting venue when he heard Adam. Even though Zirui was not his friend anymore, he would not be able to stand back and do nothing.
His first glimpse of her after so long had already shaken his belief that he was over her.
Sitting there dressed in a soft pink dress, her eyes closed and an expression of pain on her face, she had looked like an angel who had been hurt.
He had planned to only look from far away and not go inside but seeing her there, he was helpless and went to the car. Hesitantly on the window, he knocked but she seemed not to hear it and keot her eyes closed. Maybe she heard it but did not want to look lr talk to anyone. She was like that. Someone who would nurse her wounds quietly.
Gyeom decided to try the handle and incidentally the door was opened. At least she had not locked herself inside.
