Hana hasn't noticed anything, and as Luhan came back, he found her sitting on a chair, being questioned by a curious and worried Kari. Sehun stood in the corner, watching them silently. Strangely, he looked rather calm and quiet, the anger hidden under his perfect mask. He slowly raised his head and looked at Luhan, his expression empty. “We will leave.” He suddenly spoke up.

Surprised, Hana's eyes widened, before her expression turned sad as she looked at Kari. “In two hours we will leave.” Plenty of time to say goodbye to everyone, that was what Hana thought. Again, she would be alone among them. “Luhan, I have asked a few of my informants and friends, just as you requested me to do.” Kari's voice sounded baneful, and her body started to shiver slightly.

“Seven girls, Luhan. Seven girls have gone missing since the last two weeks.” Hana froze. It was like someone pulled the ground under her feet away. “What?” Hana immediately stood up, but Lay made her sit down again. “Calm down,” He whispered, but Hana didn't hear him. Her feelings boiled inside her. Anger. Frustration. Despair. Her hands clenched to fists as she kept hearing Mari's scream for help inside her head again and again.

“From what I've heard, they were all very beautiful but poor. No family, or only one parent. One lived with her grandparents and worked at a small bar to bring some money home. Luhan, the youngest is barely 16.” That was enough. Abruptly, Hana stood up and left the room. She couldn't take any more of that. Couldn't hear any more of that. She needed fresh air.

A shaky sigh escaped her lips as she walked onto the balcony. Seven girls. How many more had disappeared? How many more would have to disappear before anyone would stop him? How many more? Tears threatened to run down her face, but Hana blinked heavily to hold them back. “I'm sorry,” she whispered with a choked voice. “I'm so sorry.”

How was Mari now? Was she alright? Was she broken? Was she hurt? So many questions and there were no answers to that. “I'm so sorry.” Arms suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind and a chin laid on her shoulder. “Don't be sorry.” Luhan whispered into her ear. He had felt her uproar of emotions, and he could still feel them. “I'm sorry.” Hana whispered again and wiped her tears away. “Didn't I say that you should stop saying that you are sorry?” Hana still was a bit stiff, but she slowly eased up a bit.

“I'm sorry that I am crying again right now.” If she would be her normal self, Hana would have pushed Luhan away, but right now, she was not her normal self. Luhan's warmth was comfortable, and his strength was consoling. “I think it is okay to cry now.” Luhan slightly pulled her closer until her back leaned completely against his chest. “Is it like this? This feeling that you are not able to protect anyone?”

The question surprised Luhan a bit, but he kep