Eun-Sun had nothing in her mind except her mother. How could she let herself be in an accident? Did her mother have dinner? What about breakfast? What would her mother say? That she had ran off just like her dad? She must be feeling like she has been completely abandoned? She might be thinking she had abandoned her too. But God knows she’d never do that. Though her relationship with her mother was barely hanging by a string, she loved her regardless. She’d never leave her, not for anything in the world.

Dan-Han’s gaze at her was inscrutable. He couldn’t understand what this petite woman was doing. He watched her ruffle with the sheets, trying to get down from the bed. How could she say she’s going home, after having surgery? She looks weak and pale. Didn’t she complain about head pain? Then why was she going home suddenly? ​​

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. You must remain in bed. You had surgery” Dan-Han said, just in case she didn’t know.

“I can’t. I have to leave now.” She replied hastily. She turned her head to look around for her phone. Her mother must have called, even though there a great possibility she didn’t, Eun-Sun hoped anyway.

“Did you see my phone?” She asked when she couldn’t find it close to her. She didn’t lose did she?

Dan-Han was just about to reply when the room door opened and the doctor walked in.

“Good morning, I see you are awake” the doctor said with a small smile as he made his way into the room and moved closer to examine her.

“Do you feel pain anywhere?” The doctor asked.

“Ermm…Yes my head, it hurts a lot” she said lightly touching her bandaged head. She had wanted to lie because admitting to her pain will prolong her confinement, but she also thought she shouldn’t. She doesn’t know the extent of the accident.

“It’s a given since you got a few stitches. The nurse will give you something for the pain. You will be better in a few days” He said with an assuring smile.

“Don’t you need to do some kind of test?” Dan-Han asked the doctor raising a brow. He wanted to be sure everything was fine.

“There’s no need to, the CT scan came out clean so there won’t be a need to repeat it. She will be fine” He replied.

“Dan I’ll be in my office, let’s talk later okay” He said as he made his way out of the room.

Dan-Han turned Eun-sun who was still sitting on the side of the bed. “Your Phone” He said handing her phone to her.

“I have to leave. I got a nurse for you. Tell her if you need anything” Dan-Han informed her. Eun-Sun turned to look at him, and for some she felt like she had been rude.

“Thank you Mr Lee” she said sincerely.

“For?” Dan-Han asked with a confused look on his face.

“For bringing me to the hospital and not just driving off” Although she wanted to blame him for hitting her, she also knew she had played in part in it, by zoning off when walking by the road.

“Mmm” He muttered as he walked out of the room. His mouth felt tired from all the talking. He wasn’t a person who talked so much, but he said at least a week worth of words in one night. How tiring.

Eun-Sun watched as he left the room. She returned her attention to her phone, her mother must have called her. She would be worried that she didn’t return home right? Would the mother she has known really call her? Something like this hasn’t happened before, she has always returned home on time. Would this make her mother realize she really cared? Not that she doubted her mother’s love for her, but it wouldn’t hurt if she showed her a bit of that love for once. She was dying to see her mother call her by her name, give her a hug, call to check up on her, tell her good night or good morning, or do whatever it was that mothers do with their children.

Eun-Sun looked at her phone, she wanted to believe her mother was worried and she had called her, but she also didn’t want to open her phone and realize she had wished for too much.

Eun-Sun closed her eyes, took a deep breath and opened her phone. She slowly opened her eyes and to her despair, there was no one call or message. She felt her eyes slowly turn wet. She lifted her head upward to hold her tears in.

She laid back in bed and curled herself in a fetal position still staring at her phone.