Dan-Han was surprised to see her sleeping in a crouched position waiting for him. He had watched her for a while before waking her up. His brows twitched when he saw how emaciated she looked. He had the urge to scold her but he tried not to. What was she doing to herself? Why was he even bothered about her? She had been mature enough to help his mother keep a secret, she should also be mature enough to look after herself.
He felt a rush of anger surge through him when he remembered her sins, but his heart swayed when she stumbled backwards out of the excitement of seeing him. He remembered every time her eyes lit up at the sight of him, the way she hopped into his arms like he was her haven, smiling and laughing to every word he said, crying in his arms as she could only be vulnerable with him. He sighed inwardly as he pushed those thoughts out of his head.