Chapter 1230

"I forgot—I don't usually remember stuff like these," Maeve said. Usually, Zion would be the one to keep track of such things for her. Maeve took the ointment and the band-aid, but the atmosphere in the living room suddenly felt awkward as an uncomfortable silence settled. "Um... I'll head upstairs now." "Can you put it on by yourself?" "Yes." "Let me see you do it." Maeve fell silent. She cleared her throat. To prove she could manage, she settled onto the couch, twisted open the lid, and poured the ointment onto her injured hand. But since it was her right hand that was hurt, maneuvering with her left was difficult, and some of the ointment spilled. With the ointment all over the wound, her right hand was completely immobilized. The band-aid lay untouched on the table, waiting. It seemed that... opening a band-aid with one hand was indeed a bit tricky. "I was too hasty," Maeve admitted. "I've done it wrongly. I should have opened the band-aid first..." Before she coul