Having no business left, Qiara left the hospital with a frown.
"Why can't I forget that little boy? His eyes are like crystals that soothe my heart, is it because he's an innocent child that I look at him like that?".
Qiara couldn't stop thinking about the little boy she helped, her feelings became complicated when the image of the clean and cute little child's face appeared in front of her.
Not long after, Qiara arrived at the gate leading to the rented house.
She got out of the taxi and then walked past several houses, humming, shoulder-length hair occasionally covering her face, which was glowing in the wind.
Her slow and feminine steps made her walk very slowly, that was she was now and not the old Qiara.
"Today I want to take a shower and fall asleep soundly so I can wake up early tomorrow to start my new day. I hope there are instant noodles at home because I'm so hungry". Said Qiara.