Emma, we're no longer young students at Cooper Cove Academy. Those beautiful and innocent days are over.
— Bright
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"I regret waking you up; you were cuter when you were unconscious. Can you please shut up and pass out again while I call the doctor?" Emma retorted sarcastically.
"Just wait a minute."
"What now?"
"What will you tell them about my injuries?" Bright prodded Emma.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Obviously, the truth. You attacked me, and I defended myself."
Bright laughed. "Attack?! What kind of attack do you mean? We did it willingly and consciously. I gave you a chance to refuse me, but you said you didn't mind continuing."
"Stop laughing, Bright, I'm serious!" Emma pointed her finger. "I'm talking about your injuries, not anything else, though they are indeed related to each other."
