Viona's POV
I should have realized that this clinic building did not have fully soundproof rooms. It was only built with basic sound insulation, following standard clinic construction regulations. I was the one who supervised it.
So when Rafael merely smiled slyly at my question, I decided to feign ignorance and put on the best poker face I could when Sasha and Rodrique knocked on Rafael's door.
As if the universe wanted to mock my logic, both of them still looked awkwardly shocked when they saw me wearing surgical scrubs. The act continued as I casually said my dress had torn because I was hit by Feren Howel's wooden staff, then I quickly walked out of the clinic toward the parking lot. And Sasha followed me behind.
We reached the car first, while Rodrique and Rafael were still behind.
"You look good in that scrub," Sasha said with a smile, scanning me from head to toe with a knowing look, her elbow nudging mine.
