Third-Person Point of View
When Eash finally emerged from the locker room, the corner of his lips was cracked, and there was a reddish bruise near his right ear. He looked thoroughly annoyed and completely exhausted, his usual vibrant energy replaced by a dark cloud of irritation.
Riley's eyes widened in shock and concern, her hand rising subconsciously to touch the bruise. But Eash intercepted her wrist with surprising speed, preventing her fingers from making contact with his injury.
Riley let out a sigh and put her hand down.
"What happened?" Riley asked, pretending she didn't already know the answer as her voice trembled slightly.
"That bastard suddenly attacked me out of nowhere!" Eash sneered through clenched teeth, his jaw muscles visibly tensing.
"That bastard? You mean Ezra?
