As it turned out, Titus Zane had been wrong; since that day, Nathan Moore had never come to her room at night, let alone to punish her.
With a strained muscle, the doctor advised bed rest, and Titus Zane really did follow the doctor's recommendation.
She took her meals in her own room three times a day, never stepping out of her room, not only to recover from her injury but also because she didn't want to run into Nathan Moore after her confession of "perhaps having fallen in love."
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and Titus Zane's leg had mostly healed, and the contusion on her forehead had scabbed over, leaving behind a light pink scar, not big but quite noticeable.
Standing in front of the mirror, examining the prominent mark on her forehead, Titus Zane thought for a moment, took up a pair of scissors, and trimmed her long bangs to hide it with a side-swept fringe.
