A “small gift” arrived from On Suhyeon. Exactly three days had passed since that strange conversation at the dinner. For a long moment, she had silently watched my nod of agreement. Her eyes held neither joy nor delight, but they were deep, staring solely at me with eyes so profound they seemed ready to pull me into her arms and hold me tight right then and there. “I’ll reach out when it’s ready,” she had said. “You’ll know when you see it.”