At dawn, the morning light was faintly visible, carrying a chill.
Mu Qingxue had spent almost the entire night awake. In her sleep, any inadvertent turning would pull at the wound on her knee, causing sharp bursts of pain that served as a reminder of everything that had happened the previous night.
Oddly enough, the physical pain actually kept her mind exceptionally clear. The sense of grievance that had been suppressed for far too long seemed to find an outlet the moment she decided to move out, and a sort of desperate, do-or-die resolve rose within her now.
Chapter 22