Hana's fingers pressed against the thick glass that was cold enough to separate her and the baby who was fast asleep in the special room for newborns. The baby, what emotion she felt, was it really the baby that had been in her stomach all this time? Haechan still couldn't believe it at all. Her eyes stared at the writing on the baby's crib, she caught one that said 'Mr. Vikrama' on the small baby identification board there, the baby had not yet been named.

"Daddy__" she said in a voice that was still hoarse, her body could only sit in a wheelchair because she was still weak after the...