My Dear Hana (2)

[FLASHBACK: Killer's POV]

His Hana is growing up fast. At the age of four, she laughs easily. She runs around now. She makes him chase her around the house. Whenever he catches her, her eyes light up brightly. She demands candies. She runs her hands through his pockets if he doesn't give her any. Then, she argues with him with her tiny voice.

Instead of reading her colourful books, she prefers peeking at her father's case files. He likes watching her all the time. She also has a pet rabbit now. It’s a white furry thing that her father got her. She likes feeding it, and playing with it.

One day, they are alone in the garden with the pet rabbit.

"Do you like it more than me?" He asks her.

"No." She shakes her head. "I like you more."

Her words please him. Those also make him sad: he isn’t the only one in her heart.

"My dear, what if you have to choose between him and me?" He picks up the rabbit. It is small and fluffy. He feels its rapidly beating heart inside its body. “Hana, you must c