The Baby Is Born

The day ended, and the next day arrived.

We still hadn't decided on a name, but with the hatching so close, we had to pay attention to that, too.

'What will it look like when it's born?'

I poked the egg, wrapped in my wings and a swaddling cloth, with my finger.

Even though it was covered in cracks, it still hadn't hatched.

"What are you doing, So-jeong?"

"Unni."

Mi-reu unni came into the room, dressed in her pajamas.

I glanced at her for a moment, then focused on the egg again.

"Our So-jeong doesn't even look at me anymore?"...