503 Exchange

"Was that Mi-Cha?" Sena asked expectantly when she thought she overheard Eun-sun call her name.

Eun-sun looked at the phone and then back at her mother, whose also gazed at the phone and then back at Eun-sun.

"It wasn't her. I thought she answered the call, but...it was voicemail." She lied.

Her heart skipped as she hoped her words were believing enough.

Sena briefly observed the nervous shake of her hand, and she stared at Eun-sun unsure of what to make of the anxiety in her eyes and about her.

Maybe she was worried too for Mi-Cha. She reasoned.

That girl was always causing her so many heart tensions lately, and she wondered what she was to do with her.

"I don't know why she'd even attempt such a stupid thing. Why would she even go and meet that animal? The cops could have arrested him and they'd torture the truth out of him." She lamented, and Eun-sun's countenance fell seeing Sena in such a state.