Hera bit her lip, her gaze locking with Dave's resentful pout as he pressed his face against the window, trying to peer inside the car. Zhane let out a hearty chuckle, slowly releasing Hera from his embrace. Despite his amused demeanor, a flicker of concern crossed his eyes as he realized they had been in that position for quite some time. He was anxious to check if Hera was comfortable and if her waist was okay.
As soon as Hera moved, a sharp pain shot through her waist, making her cry out in discomfort when she tried to settle back into her seat. "Ah!" Her hand instinctively reached to the spot on her lower back where she felt the strain, halting her movement midway as she tried to alleviate the pain.
