Enna Clark!
Before seeing her, he was so angry that she hadn't answered her phone or replied to his messages that he almost wished he could strangle her to death.
After seeing her, the fury in his heart shattered like a fragile side profile that could be toppled by a mere blow. Now, he just wanted to hold her in his arms, not wanting to speak a single word.
That's what he thought, and so he did.
He hurried over to the woman who, despite the commotion he caused, hadn't reacted at all, her gaze fixed on the computer screen, oblivious to anything else.
He pulled the woman, who was so skinny she was practically just bones, up and dragged her into his embrace. His strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his teeth gritted, "Enna Clark, I'm back!"
The person in his arms was stiff as a board, cold as ice, exactly like a frozen body, skin and all. Suddenly, she began to struggle desperately, "Let go, I need to watch the video."