Elena POV
“Are those from falling too? I asked quietly, watching her expression carefully. The injuries were too fresh, and somehow worse than the ones on her face.
She hesitated a little, her eyes shifting around the bathroom like she couldn’t look directly at me. “Yes Luna, they’re from when I fell.”
“Really?” I pulled my bathrobe from the hook on the wall and tied the belts firmly around my waist.
“Then how come the bruises on your face are somewhat healed and these ones are not?”
My voice was calm. “Did you fall at two separate times?”
She stared at me dumbstruck. “I-I don’t know why, maybe it’s because they’ve been covered all this while…”
“Poppy,” I sighed already feeling a headache coming on and yet behind that, there was a strange anger burning in my chest.
“In all the tim
