Ara was delighted to witness Lucielle in such high spirits, her body adorned with faint green bruises and her wrist encased in a delicate pink cast. Ara had spent nearly an hour at the hospital, offering her assistance in ensuring that Lucielle was well taken care of before her discharge. Unlike Ara's own mother, Lucielle's parents had made it a point to visit their daughter every day, although Ara had not encountered them during her visit.
"It is truly astonishing to see you, the most elegantly attired heiress I know, sporting such an unfortunate cast," Ara commented, her eyebrow arching in amusement.
Lucielle rolled her eyes, gradually rising from her bed as she proudly displayed her new accessory. "Oh, how amusing. Please be informed that Floyd himself handpicked the color."
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