As we made our way back into the restaurant, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over. Karen's parting words echoed in my mind, a chilling reminder of the lengths she was willing to go to.
Inside, the restaurant was a flurry of activity. Concerned patrons and staff members gathered in small clusters, whispering and glancing anxiously toward the door. Chef Kang, his face a mix of worry and determination, approached us as soon as we entered.
"Is everything okay?" he asked, his eyes scanning me for any signs of injury.
I forced a reassuring smile, though my heart was still racing. "Yes, everything's fine now. The police have taken Karen away. I'm sorry for the commotion."
Chef Kang shook his head, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "Don't apologize, Jiyeon. We're just glad you're safe. If there's anything we can do, please let us know."
