Adam and Tron continued to discuss something, while Silvana reached the spectator room and sat down at the table, joining Dahla and Riska.
They said nothing and only cast occasional glances at Silvana's neck.
She would never have let anyone see the bruise, but... she didn't know about it, and this morning she didn't have time to notice it. She woke up, looked at Adam, and made him breakfast as she knew he was going to have a hard practice soon.
'Wait... Why are they staring at me so intently?' Silvana internally muttered, feeling uncomfortable under their gazes.
Riska shook her head and pulled a folding mirror out of her pocket, revealing it in front of Silvana.
Silvana's eyes went wide when she saw a distinct bruise on her neck in the reflection. She immediately realized where it came from, and her face turned red with shame.
Riska and Dahla glanced at each other, satisfied smirks appearing on their faces.
