AARON'S POV“How did you get injured?”My mom’s voice rang out. She was standing right in front of me, her eyes already on my hand like she had been waiting to ask since the moment she returned.My bandaged palm rested on the table, still slightly sore. “It’s nothing,” I said quickly, trying to wave it off with my other hand, but she didn’t look convinced at all.She leaned in a little, frowning. “How did it happen?”I sighed softly and looked away for a second. “During biology practicals, the slide slipped and cracked. I had caught it before it fell, and it cut my palm in the process.” I narrated, recalling how Jack had reacted to it.My mom's brows dropped. “You should have been more careful.” She said, looking a bit worried.“I'm fine, I swear. It doesn't hurt much again.” I told her.My parents were finally back from their trip.I only realized how much I had gotten used to them being away when I looked around the house today and felt it. Now, I had to be more careful about going
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