The surgery for the two children was a success. After they were out of the operating room, Cynthia stayed by their side. Later that evening, Marc hurried back to the orphanage, leaving her to look after the two children overnight. She didn't leave until they were both asleep, and only then did she drag her exhausted body home.
It was unclear when the heavy rain had started. The weather had been fine when she went out earlier, but now, without an umbrella, she had no choice but to run to the bus station in the downpour to catch the last bus home.
After getting off the bus, she held her bag over her head and hurried toward her apartment. As she reached the bottom of the building, her footsteps suddenly stopped. Through the thick rain, she saw a familiar car parked downstairs. The silver-gray car looked even colder and sharper under the heavy rain.
