The most cruel and merciless way to treat someone is not to leave without saying goodbye, but to forget each other amidst the mortal dust from that moment on...
Outside the window came the patter of a light drizzle. The sky was not yet fully bright, and falling asleep to the sound of the fine rain was the most wonderful feeling—the threads of rain were soft, the dreams hazy, and everything around waited quietly for the arrival of dawn.
When Muyin woke up, Alin was nowhere to be seen. Beside her was a back that was both familiar and strange. Her head throbbed slightly, as the aftermath of a heavy bout of drinking was far from pleasant. A cup of water was handed to her lips, and without thinking, she lowered her head and took a sip from the person's hand.
Chapter 44