"How did you reopen the cut on your head?" Roman asked, reaching over to inspect it. Priyanka shooed his hand away with her free one.
"Calm down, I'm fine. It's a flesh wound, et cetera."
"Did he hit you?"
She looked insulted.
"No. I mean, he put up a fight . . ." Priyanka began. "Well, a l'il fight. A cute struggle. It made me giggle."
"You hit your head on a door frame again, didn't you?"
The Darkest Legacy, Alexandra Bracken











