The uncontrollable shower of tears fell as Yeom Tae patted his wife's shoulder. She kept her eyes directed right into his eyes while crying and he let her cry in peace. The little to none sunlight was coming into the room from sliding windows' translucent paper as it shined Haneul's face, causing Yeom Tae to see how red she had gotten with all that crying.
Her eyes were significantly red and weary, with very minor scars right next to her eyes, all over her eyelids as if she rubbed them really hard. It almost looked like scars you'd get after falling down on old and rough asphalt. Yeom Tae raised his fingertips towards the scars and lightly grazed them, her eyes still fixated on him as she ugly cried.
