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You might be left with his hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes I'll hold your body in my hands and I'll be as gentle as I can.
Cold. Loneliness. Abandoned This was what she felt as she sat on the stairs of a building that night in Seoul. Long time ago she had given up hope, gave up on her quest, everything she did to find her again was in vain.