A Film Queen

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Observing Anthony’s departure. Milly guided Jonathan into the room and placed a bottle of disinfectant on the table. “Let me attend to your injuries, Jonathan.”

Jonathan was caught off guard. “You…

How had she found out? He hadn’t even mentioned his wound.

Milly seemed to perceive his bewilderment and explained, “I have a keen olfactory perception for blood. I could detect it as soon as you approached.”

She couldn’t quite elucidate her peculiar ability, but fortunately, Jonathan didn’t press for further details.

After cleansing the bloodstains, neutralising any toxins, and fetching the bandages, Jonathan coolly declared. “I’d rather not use the green ones.”

His obstinacy was like that of a child rejecting a certain flavour of candy.

Milly sighed and opened the bandage container. “Then pick one that suits your preference.”

The box, modest in size, contained an assortment of bandages in different hues: red, green, blue, purple each adorned with whimsical cartoon motifs.

Interpreting his silence as disapproval, Milly suggested, “The injury isn’t severe, so you don’t necessarily have to use them

“Blue. I’ll go with the blue ones.”

“Okay.”

She proceeded to affix the blue bandage, featuring a small dog motif, to his palm.

Jonathan appeared content as he inspected the bandage. He quickly tallied them. There were seven and a half cat motifs on the green bandages, while there were eight for the pup. I have half a motif more than Anthony.

“Ready to go?” Milly packed up her supplies and opened the door, wondering if three minutes had elapsed.

Jonathan lingered behind Milly, his gaze fixed on her with a silent intensity that seemed to hint at displeasure.

Milly questioned, “What’s

upset

word, Jonathan coldly raised his hand. “My hand hurts too,”

“Huh?”

“But you

blow on

sense of urgency. She approached him and blew a few breaths onto

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back into his pockets and raised his chin arrogantly. “This is so childish. Only

of his mouth nearly touched the back of

to question their maturity levels. Are they really grownups? My, even three–year–olds are more mature

she hadn’t been reluctant about getting closer to Leon or Anthony. Even Jonathan, whom she’d only met for the first time. She couldn’t help but wonder if

and Jonathan reached the stairs, they encountered Anthony, who was

and scoffed, “Three

aback by Anthony’s meticulous

his lips, relenting, “Alright, I’ll let it slide this time. He glanced cautiously at Jonathan behind her, then leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Did Mr. Jonathan bother you

Milly answered, “Nah.”

anything, just give me a heads–up. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. Remember those embarrassing bed–wetting

sentence short as

jaw clenching with frustration.

Doubt me? I’ll pull it up.” With that, Anthony fished out his phone, flipping through his photo

flared, his grip tightening on Anthony’s shoulder. “Enough, Anthony!

confrontation escalated, Milly felt a headache

younger siblings, particularly teenage boys prone

furrowed his brow, maintaining his calm demeanoru as he signaled Ivan. “Toss

hesitated, eyeing the

they pulled each other’s

seemed odd to him–boys usually threw punches, not hair–pulling and spitting. Isn’t that a

to

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their pinky while