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Ovelia's POV
I was in the bathroom, showering when I caught sight of the wound on my arm—my stitches were starting to come loose. Carefully, I peeled away the remaining stitches, wincing slightly at the pain but managing to endure it. Moving my arm didn't hurt as much anymore.
After showering, I wrapped a towel around myself and exited the bathroom.
I was startled to see Ace rummaging through our things. He was already in the room, yet I hadn't heard him come in while showering.
Ace glanced my way and said, "Oh, you're done showering. The door wasn't locked; please lock it if you're getting dressed here." He grabbed some clothes from his bag and headed into the bathroom.
I approached the door to lock it, then retrieved some clothes from my bag to change.
