“Tilla!” Anastasia exclaimed after taking a few moments to let it sink into her mind that Tilla was hurt more badly than she had expected. “This isn’t okay! This is far worse from okay!”
She pulled her hand away from Tilla’s gown and asked in a sad tone, “Why were you trying to hide it from me?”
Tilla was still looking at the bad condition of her knees. Even she hadn’t expected that it would look this bad. She had just assumed that she might have slightly grazed the outer layer of her skin at most.
“I hadn’t checked… I didn’t know the bruises were this bad,” Tilla replied softly, still in disbelief.
Anastasia asked while pushing herself back on her feet, “Where did you fall anyway? To have bruises this bad, you must have hit yourself really hard on some tough surface.”
When Tilla heard that question from Anastasia, she had a flashback of what had really happened to her.
