It always makes me curious, that how unaware we can be of each other's pain. The suffering. How easy it is for us to fake every single smile like everything is okay. Jung Suk fakes his smile every single day as if he loves his life in heaven. Mr Kim fakes his smile as if he is still alive and doesn't burn in the fire of vengeance. Emily smiles as if she has never been hurt before. Chan faked his smile that day when he limped inside the mansion as if it didn't hurt at all. And here I am faking a smile as if I am not guilty for making another deal with Lucifer, or more like played by the king of hell again. But if being played meant saving this stupid angel's life I'll do it again and again.
"What are you thinking?", Mr Kim whispered in my ears.
"What?", I was taken aback by his observation skills.
"I know you are thinking about something. Did something happen?", he asked.
"No! I am just thinking how Jung Suk is all healthy suddenly!", I lied.
