B. NEW YORK - 20

I gasped in a state of sweat. My breath is hunting as I remember vivid memories of the vision I witnessed taking place in Seoul. Without realizing it, my tears fell. I sobbed softly and then cried out loud.

I ignored the sound of knocking on the door and the voice of the servant. I could see Akira's sad face with my eyes closed and the scene was as familiar as what happened two years ago.

I was the one who fell asleep in the afternoon so that I woke up at night. Slowly I grabbed my cellphone then called Ha Mino. After three attempts, then the man picked it up.

"Lee Umji--"

"How are they?" I asked softly.

"Did you see it?" asked Ha Mino back.

I sobbed, I could not contain it. "They're both lying on the road, aren't they?"

"I told you everything ...," said Ha Mino sounding apologetic.

"I know. I understand, Kim Hana must have a hard time accepting it.