Alexander's POV

Looking at Amelia very intently as if this matter was of utmost importance. Out of nervousness, I sneaked a peek at Amelia's face out of the corner of my eyes. Has she found out already? “What happened to your arm, Kiara?” She suddenly asked anxiously, scurrying to her across the table. Grabbing her arm, and grazing a finger on the faded scar, “How did you get this wound? Since when has it been like this?” Secretly heaving a deep sigh of relief, Amelia planted a confident smile on her face and said gently, “You scared me, mom. The scar is nothing, I was being reckless some weeks ago...