The morning light pushed through the windows, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. Jin Woo stirred awake, his eyes blinking against the sunlight. For a moment, he forgot where he was. But then he turned his head slightly and saw the couch across the room—Na-ri had slept there last night.
He sat up, rubbing his face with both hands. Yesterday had been hard—on her, especially. She didn't say much after coming over. Just sat quietly, staring into space. He had offered to take the couch while she slept in the guestroom, but she refused. She said she didn't want to be alone.
He stood up and stretched, then made his way to the bathroom. As warm water ran down his back, he let his thoughts drift. How could he help her today? She didn't need more pity. She needed something to take her mind off everything. Something distracting. Something physical, maybe.
After showering, he stepped out, towel around his waist, water still dripping from his hair.
