Call from the Matchmaking Bureau

Luna didn't want to go back to the hotel. She also didn't want to go home. This girl was still angry because she remembered that her father had caused her mother's death.

"Where do you want to go, Miss?" The taxi driver asked.

Luna was both surprised and puzzled. She didn't know where she was going. "I don't know."

"I have to drop you off at this place."

Luna is surprised that the taxi has now stopped. She had to get off on a deserted street. It was late afternoon, and now she had no one to contact except her father. "Can you take me to such a crowded place?"

"Miss. You should contact someone or go home."

This girl had no choice but to go home to her father's house. "All right."

"Do you have a goal, Miss?" He asked because he wanted to be specific.

"Yes."

The taxi driver then drove again.

Luna stared out the window. She cried silently. Occasionally, this girl wiped her tears rushing down both cheeks. When you remember John, who was silent when Sarah hugged him, especially when the