As an apology for forcing Hajin to do something he didn't like--while having a heartfelt conversation with his father, even--Sarah spoiled her puppy for a few days.
She let Hajin hug her to sleep and allowed him to bathe with her--although sometimes it led to something more than bathing. But leaning against his chest rather than the bathtub was also getting more preferable each time, making Sarah worried that she was the one getting more spoiled.
What if she couldn't be satisfied bathing alone anymore? What if she couldn't be satisfied sleeping alone anymore? What if...
What if she couldn't do anything alone anymore?
A vague fear started to creep into Sarah's mind; a fear that stemmed from how dependent she was on someone in her past life. What if she turned into that kind of person again? Someone who needed permission to do something--or rather, anything at all--and had nothing in her life but a false sense of duty to please everyone?
