CHAPTER 13
It was close to evening by the time Hannah’s full bladder finally forced her to limp out of the bedroom. Mr. Kim sat hunched over the box the young man brought over earlier. He straightened and cleared his throat.
Hannah blushed. “I ... I guess your company has left.” Mr. Kim’s brow furrowed even deeper, but he said nothing. She had never been particularly close to Mr. Stern, but she missed the American’s fatherly ways. She swallowed, grateful her throat wasn’t quite as raw. She looked around once, hoping to catch a glimpse of So-Young. “Your daughter is ...?”
“Making a delivery.”
Hannah wasn’t sure if she should keep on standing there or just hobble back to her room. She couldn’t stop shivering. Her head throbbed. A wave of relief soothed her burning cheeks when the front d
