As Ji Ho's voice carried on the wind, talking to Tae Hoon in the balcony, Min Ju sat on her bed, a sly smile spreading across her face.
She replayed the episode of her sister's over-the-top apology, her eyes glinting with amusement.
"She should be an actress," Min Ju muttered to herself, shaking her head. "Go back to the way we used to be? What a joke." Her chuckle was low and husky, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
Min Ju's gaze drifted to the past, memories of their complicated relationship flooding her mind. "We've always been the star younger sister and the locked-in-a-shell elder sister. Gone are those days," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Min Ju's eyes snapped back to the present, her gaze falling on the bag beside her. She reached in and pulled out one of the pictures Kael had given her. The photo showed Myung Hee's veiled face, however the signature golden ring Myung Hee usually wears on her finger, showed vividly in the picture.
