(Myra's POV)
Breaking the eye contact, he nodded and went out of Brave's room. A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. It was an indescribable feeling when he was glaring at me making me involuntarily shudder.
After making sure that Alaric has left Brave's room, Sara said, "Now, that no one is disturbing us, I will take you to Brave."
Through the screen, I looked at his tranquil figure, lying in bed. Although it was from some distance, but he seemed way better than when I saw him in person the last time, I visited his room. His breathing was even. He really seemed in deep slumber.
A pang of sorrow hit me when I saw him like that. I don't know why I am feeling this way, maybe I feel pity towards him or is it remorse. A voice inside my head stopped me from overthinking, 'Stop Myra, just stop. You don't need to feel sorry for anybody.' I reminded myself.
