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The days dragged on as I lay in the hospital, my body healing but my mind restless. Every time I closed my eyes, I thought about the angel who had saved me. I needed to see her and thank her properly.

After I got out of the hospital, I asked Chaeryoung for help. I found her sitting with me, looking concerned. "Chaeryoung, can you help me with something?"

"Of course," she replied.

"I need the number I called the night I got hurt," I said, my heart racing at the thought of reaching out to the angel.

She nodded and pulled out her phone. After a few minutes of searching, she frowned. "I'm sorry, Ryujin, but it looks like that number isn't in service anymore."

My heart sank. "What? No, that can't be right. I need to find her."

"Maybe you can go back to the place where you met her," Chaeryoung suggested. "Someone there might know where she is."

Feeling determined, I headed to the store where I had first seen the angel. The streets felt different as I walked, and the ache in my body reminded me of the pain I had been through. But I pushed through, wanting to see her again.

When I entered the shop, a little bell rang above me, and the warm smell of incense filled the air. The shop owner looked up and recognized me. "Ah, you're the girl who was hurt," he said kindly.

"Yes," I replied, my heart racing. "Have you seen her? The girl who helped me?"

He shook his head, his face turning serious. "I'm sorry. She hasn't come back since the night you were hurt. It's been a few days now."

Panic washed over me. "Do you know where she might have gone?"

The store owner sighed, glancing around the shop. "I wish I knew. She was always so nice and full of life. I hope she's okay."

I felt my worry grow heavier. "Thank you," I said softly as I turned to leave. I looked around the store one last time, hoping to see her, but there was nothing.

I left the shop, my heart feeling heavy. The angel had saved me, and now she was missing. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. But I needed to focus on what I could do.

When I got back to the mansion, Little Flower was waiting for me. She ran up to me, her little arms wrapping tightly around my waist. "Ryu! I missed you!"

"I missed you too, my little flower," I said, smiling even though I was worried. "Are you ready for dinner?"

She nodded excitedly and pulled me toward the dining room. As we ate, I tried to enjoy the time with her, but my thoughts kept going back to the angel, and I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to find her.

After dinner, I excused myself and went to my room. I paced back and forth, my mind racing. I couldn't let the angel's absence get me down. I needed to do something.

I grabbed my phone and looked through my contacts again, hoping for any clue to help me find her. But there was nothing.

Taking a deep breath, I decided to go back to the shop tomorrow, hoping I could get more information. I wouldn't stop until I found her. She had saved me, and now it was my turn to help her.

That night, as I lay in bed, I stared at the ceiling, thinking about the angel who had saved me. I closed my eyes and imagined her smile, her laughter, and how warm she made me feel. I wouldn't give up. I would find her, no matter what.

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