It is six in the morning and as I am preparing our breakfast, I could feel the twins' gaze burning a large hole on my back. Is there something wrong? Why are they looking at me so intently as if I had done something that they did not like? As I placed the last plate on the table, Yves asked out.
"What happened to you, Sana?"
"Wha-what do you mean?"
Sav grabs my arm and rolled up my sleeve, "This is what we are wondering about, where did you get these? Who did this to you?"
I smiled. "I'm fine, you do not have to worry. These will heal in no time, besides it does not hurt that much."
Just as I said that, I felt somebody pressing their finger on my bruised arm. I groaned in pain. Looking up it is Seven, he is smirking down at me as he sits beside my little brother.
"I thought it does not hurt?"
I threw him a death glare. "We'll go together to school, do not argue with me. I do not care if anybody sees us."
