Lull followed Kall, and the two of them headed home.
Exhausted, Kall went to take a shower. After a while, he came out in his home clothes and leaned against the sofa. "Tell me, what do you want?"
Lull felt a lump in her throat. "I was wrong. I was so wrong." She looked around in a daze and realized that the old saying was right. A son had a home, and a daughter had a home, but a married daughter had no home. She was an outsider to her husband and a guest in her family. In the past, she had scoffed at such words, but now she realized that this was actually reality.
Lull was disappointed and tried to squeeze out a smile, but the tears surged even more. "I don't have a home anymore. It turns out that from the day I married out, I didn't have a home." She covered her face and cried uncontrollably.
