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“What are you doing?” I stammered again feeling embarrassed in front of everyone.

“What happened to your hand?” he suddenly questioned.

“What…” I glanced at my hand and was astounded seeing blue bruises.

I had no idea where it came from until I recalled Kirsten’s painful pinch during class. “It’s Kirsten…”

“She knocked her hand on the tap unknowingly,” Kristen hastily interrupted. 

“What?” Aster and I mumbled in unison.

I was not able to understand her. 

“She was searching for me at the washroom when she slipped and knocked her hand on the tap.”

“What? Slipped? Are you alr