Soren's POV
The second I stepped into the exam room, I looked her over from top to bottom, my eyes staying on the bruise and cut on her arm. My face got serious, and I let out a sigh, shaking my head.
"What happened?" I asked, my voice strong but with worry mixed in.
"It's just a little bruise." She tried to play it down, making the hurt seem small, but I wasn't buying it.
"Don't tell me that," I said, my tone like a scold. "I've seen this kind. You're not looking after yourself, huh? You're pushing too much, not listening to your body."
I got closer, eyes fixed on the spot, and lightly touched the bruise.
"This could've been stopped if you'd been careful. What if it'd been bad? What if you'd really messed yourself up?"
I stepped away, arms folded, and kept talking fir
