Alice gently placed the overturned water on the coffee table, feeling the pressure from Adam as she bent over and turned to the side. Adam's gaze fell on the bruise still visible on Alice's neck, and he reached out to grasp her chin as she stood up.
Alice's heart skipped a beat, and she froze in place, feeling too nervous and uneasy. "What...what's wrong?" she asked.
"I remember it wasn't this serious at the time," Adam's sharp black eyes fixed on the bruise.
Alice realized what he was referring to and touched the bruise on her neck with her fingers, saying, "I...I did it myself, otherwise people might misunderstand...ah!"
Her chin was pulled over, and Alice knelt on one knee on the sofa beside Adam, with her other leg pressing against his long leg. Her hand subconsciously reached down
