Bridget had prepared herself for the moment Phin opened the door, so she kept the stern look on her face steady throughout. She hadn't seen him since she kicked him out, and she certainly wasn't looking forward to this. Particularly when he was gaping at her.
She tightened her already crossed arms and rolled her eyes up to the side as she waited for him to move. When he did, she quickly stepped inside, but that didn't mean his bruise went unnoticed.
"What happened?" she asked, turning her eyes away from him after a moment to scan the apartment.