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.

questioned, “What’s

upset

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

“Huh?”

“But you

blow on it

She approached him and blew a few breaths onto his

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he inserted his hands back into his pockets and raised his chin arrogantly. “This is so childish.

touched the back of his head,

Are they really grownups? My, even three–year–olds

the first time. She couldn’t help but wonder if her previous mental struggles had been resolved. Was she no

the stairs, they encountered Anthony, who was craning his

and scoffed, “Three minutes and one

aback by Anthony’s meticulous

He glanced cautiously at Jonathan behind her, then leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Did Mr. Jonathan

Milly answered, “Nah.”

tries anything, just give me a heads–up. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve. Remember those embarrassing bed–wetting pics from back in the day? I could totally

Anthony’s sentence short as a throw pillow connected squarely with his

face flushed crimson, his jaw clenching with frustration. “Cut it out with the gossip,

proof, man. Doubt me? I’ll pull it up.” With that,

temper flared, his grip tightening on Anthony’s shoulder. “Enough, Anthony! I challenge you to settle

confrontation escalated, Milly felt

her heart for Jordan. Raising five younger siblings, particularly teenage boys prone outbursts,

brow, maintaining his calm demeanoru as he signaled Ivan. “Toss them out, Ivan. They can come back once

hesitated, eyeing

as they pulled

punches, not hair–pulling and spitting. Isn’t that

to

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up their pinky while they tear at