Leah sat in front of her vanity mirror, gazing at the hickeys on her neck—marks Enzo had unintentionally left the night before.
Initially, she thought about ways to conceal them, but then an idea struck her. She pulled at the skin on her neck to mimic more “hickeys,” then selected a light, sheer scarf to wrap around her neck before heading out.
Today, why not visit Elena?
Elena was in her hospital room doing rehabilitation exercises, her forehead glistening with sweat and her appearance slightly disheveled.
When she saw Leah—radiant and impeccably made up—unexpectedly appear, her lips pressed together slightly.
No one wants to show their imperfections in front of a rival.
However, Elena quickly composed herself and forced a delighted smile.
“Hey, Leah, what brings you here?”
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