Julianne's POV
Then she called me to come closer to her. After a while, standing there staring at the wall, lost in deep thoughts about what had transpired and my expectations, which did not come out as expected. Instead, I was accused of being too soft-hearted not to take any lessons.
Rita beckoned on me to sit on the stool while she stood up and walked to the far end of the room towards a cabinet where she pulled out different vials which I guess was medicine. But what could she need it for?
It was not until she settled in front of me with the vials in her hands and a tray of another instrument that I realized it was for me; she was going to treat me.
Gently and softly, she began applying the vilas of liquids on my wounds, cleaning and applying when necessary.
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