The young man was talking to himself, and in the midst of his actions, the jacket he had already put on had somehow come undone, revealing the bruise that had darkened to a blue-green on his shoulder.
Hannah furrowed her brows, then stretched out her hand to rip open Louis Snyder's clothes directly, revealing the horrifying and grotesque scar beneath. The red swelling and already developed bruise had almost covered his entire shoulder. "How did this happen?"
She looked into the youth's eyes, her voice quivering slightly.
The young man just laughed, a bitter smile. "Just bumped into a prop on set, that's all."
"What kind of prop would cause this?" Hannah didn't play dumb this time, once the drama began, it had to continue. "Tell me, did someone bully you?"
The young man remained silent, only lowering his eyes, his densely curved eyelashes trembling.
