Chap 53: My heart pointed at you.

The night was pitch black. A dark shadow appeared and moved from one window to the next. That person was none other than Conal, and he was looking for Azura's room. Conal came to a halt in the western room, and even in the dim yellow nightlight, Conal could tell who was sleeping there was Azura.

Conal quietly opened the door and entered without making a sound. The cold from outside crept into the room, and Azura moved slightly, her brow furrowed because the wound still hurt. Perhaps Azura was so tired and exhausted that she didn't notice Conal had entered her room, even though he was standing right next to her and staring at her without taking her gaze.

He looked at Azura, filled with rage and resentment. While he was in pain, she was here, reveling in the happiness of the new man. Azura in front of him had changed; didn't she feel a little guilty? Conal's rage flared up once more. He rushed towards Azura without hesitation, squeezing her neck tightly.

Azura was startled awake when a