Chapter 93

Jeong Da Yun stared at Cho Dae Hyun's shirt, which she had stolen from his couch, before moving out. 

Moreover, she was still trying to convince herself that she did not 'borrow' it, just so she would not miss his smell, which she had come to love, even after a week. Who was she fooling? She could not go to sleep a day without that damn shirt. 

And that shirt gave her a chance to meet him again. 

Securing it in a plastic bag, she took a cab to the police station, her mind thinking of multiple excuses on the way. Deciding on one, she paid the driver and took a deep breath. The butterflies in her stomach were in full force, thinking of meeting him again, even though he had yet to give her a response to her confession, but she was happy with whatever she could get from him.