A soft baby cry rang out from the nursery, causing Luka and Hyuna to flinch and run out of their room a second later. Their four-year-old daughter was crying quietly, clutching the blanket with her small hands, still not fully awake. It looks like she had some kind of nightmare

Hyuna is the first to carefully lie down next to girl on the small bed, stroking her blond head. Without thinking twice, she leans a little closer and begins to softly hum a pleasant melody, knowing that it might help, and then switches to a soft, gentle singing.

Hyuna: "Hush, my child, drift into slumber... In your dreams, you'll run and play, in paradise..."

Luka recognizes this song and smiles softly, also leaning towards the bed and covering his wife's hand with his, continuing his quiet words

Luka: "Hush, my child, gentle now... Go to sleep, and somewhere in that moment... The lonely moon will dream."