“my baby!” she half-shrieked, arms stretched out wide and beckoning frantically for her little sister to come closer. “oh you’ve come to see me— thank god! i thought i’ll never see you again...” dahye was propped up by a cacophony of silk pillows upon the chaise, a bottle of wine just at arm’s reach. “for once i’m glad you weren’t with me.” ( @yiseonhye )










