"Ice-cream, alone!? Nikku, just finish your breakfast and then I will drive you to whatever ice cream parlor you want to go to!"
Mukul spoke, tugging at her hand and making her sit down on the empty chair by his side.
The mark on the corner of his lips was still evident, though faint- and so was the one on Dae Jung's face. Everyone was worried about her raising questions about the mark, but apparently, the girl who noticed each and every detail of the persons she cared about, was acting like she was sitting with her acquaintances and didn't want to burden them with any display of emotion whatsoever.
"Ahh! Mukul, relax! I can go alone, you don't have to act like Dada when he is not here, or else I will call daddy! And let me go, I have already had breakfast."
By saying this, she verified the doubts in everyone's minds, and tried to get up again, when Mukul decided to play his last charade.
