Wholly And Selflessly.

Dan-Han's Room

After been woken up by that disturbing call, Dan-Han couldn't bring himself to sleep anymore. He had barely slept much since it took a while for him to coax his baby to sleep. She had clenched onto his shirt all night; he couldn't even change out of it.

He looked down at the petite woman who had her hand firmly wrapped around his waist like she was scared he'd suddenly disappear on her. She looked so beautiful while she slept. The slow and even rise and fall of her chest, her ink-black hair sprawled on the pillow, made her look nothing less of a goddess. How he wished she could always be this peaceful every day of her life. He wanted her to have a quiet and happy life, and he was sure going to give her that even if it was the last thing he does. She had suffered enough turmoil in her lifetime.