Night. This is already the third night after your birth. The baby's cry comes from the crib in the next room of your house. You are about to get up when suddenly someone gently strokes your shoulder and whispers in your ear.

“Sleep, dear, sleep well. I’ll figure it out..”

Yeonjun leaves a light kiss on the top of your head and gets out of bed. He quietly closes the door to your bedroom and goes to your daughter's room. He takes the baby in his arms and rocks her.