Upon hearing Samantha's words, Selena's eyes flickered as she looked at Elara.
"You're Miss Thorne, right? It's good to have self-awareness, but don't overdo it! How can you just push someone over because you disagree?"
Elara looked at her, but before she could speak, Samantha quickly patted her hand.
"Alright, don't say anything more. I just took a fall; it's not a big deal."
"Not a big deal? You're a dancer. If you get seriously injured, your dance career could be ruined."
"Enough, Yaya, nothing happened to me."
The two of them were perfectly in sync, playing off each other seamlessly.
Selena looked over at Damon, who hadn't spoken, and said, "Tom, Samantha's hurt. Aren't you going to come over and console her?"
Damon, having been named, glanced at Elara and met her mocking gaze, his brow unconsciously furrowing.
What kind of look was that?
Was she mocking him?
Damon walked over to her, looking her up and down. "Are you alright?"
He actually asked if she was alright?
