Stella watched Seoyeon’s video for a while before handing it back to the child.


    Han Yuna, the little girl, glanced at Stella and then turned back to Seoyeon. She spoke in a small, hesitant voice.@@@@


    “Unnie... are you friends with the angel?”


    Friends?


    “I don’t think so...”


    “Haha, how cold.”


    Stella must have overheard because she laughed as if it didn’t matter whether they were friends or not.


    After all, this could very well be their last time meeting each other, so calling it friendship felt strange.


    “Th-Then... unnie.”


    “Hm?”


    Yuna looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated, her face unsure.


    Seoyeon stared at her, waiting patiently, but Yuna slowly shook her head.


    “N-Never mind...”


    “Y-Yuna!”


    Normally, Seoyeon’s emotions were straightforward—appearing and disappearing one at a time.


    But this moment felt different.


    Why?


    Stella couldn’t quite understand, but one thing was clear—this woman wasn’t just some random stranger to Seoyeon.


    “Is something wrong?”


    “Huh?”


    “Oh, I just thought Yuna looked like she wanted to ask you something.”


    Seoyeon’s gentle question seemed to make the woman uncomfortable.


    “Oh, no, you don’t have to worry about that. My daughter just wanted to be a little pushy.”


    Pushy?


    Seoyeon tilted her head in confusion, and Stella stepped closer.


    “It’s the event.”


    “Event?”


    “Look over there.”


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