Chapter 16. Slow, Slow (2)

Heeju paced in front of her closet, not even thinking to dry her hair. She had tossed nearly all her clothes onto the bed, but not a single outfit felt right. She had spent the past few days in a daze, telling herself over and over that she needed to go shopping, and now it was coming back to bite her. Phone in hand, she stood there helpless, nervously stamping her feet. “I’ve lost it… I’ve completely lost it.” Heeju repeated the words like someone who had lost her senses. Then, feeling the skin on her face pull taut, she rushed over to her vanity. She hastily slapped on toner and lotion. Out of habit, she began pulling out various