Lyra heard what Tessa told her.
She remembered just how painful it was last night.
She was grateful when Tessa told her about that in details and she actually got to understand a little bit about her situation. She was hesitant to ask Tessa because she doubted if Tessa would tell her about it or she would brush it off on the edges like Sena.
She was new to this feelings, this situation and it was good to have Tessa explaining things to her even if they were embarrassing.
Lyra shifted on the bed, pulling the blanket higher, but the thin strap of her nightgown slipped down her shoulder without her noticing.
Tessa, who had been sitting close, caught the sudden glimpse of skin. Her eyes lingered, then narrowed. She leaned in slightly, squinting as if to be sure.
"Wait… hold on." Her voice faltered. "Lyra, what is that?"
Lyra blinked at her, confused. "What?"
"That..." Tessa pointed faintly, her eyes locked on the spot where the fabric had fallen. "On your neck. Is that…?"
