The Wounded Innocence

Estella obediently reached out her injured hand to him. When he saw the wound on her hand, he knitted his brows. “What happened? Were you bullied by the other kids?” Estella stiffened for a second before shaking her head vigorously. She wasn’t bullied? Lucian was confused. “Then what happened?” Estella then picked up her pencil and slowly wrote a few letters on her book—”treeped”. She then cocked her head to the side, a little dubious of what she had just written. It was too difficult for her to spell it out. Whenever she could not spell out a word, she would usually try to spell it according to how it sounded, or she would just skip the word. However, she did not often write out that word, so she was unsure if she actually spelled it right or not. “Did you trip?” Lucian asked after looking at the word she wrote. Estella nodded. Lucian then let out a sigh of relief and gently touched the spot she hurt herself at. “Did the teacher treat your wound?” Estella nodded again. Lucian nodded b