Third person narrative
Fiona felt a lot better as the day passed by. She was finally able to move around the house on her own. She was happy that she didn't need Ethan's help anymore. She had had enough of his lukewarm behavior.
She was on her way downstairs to get something to drink when the front door was pushed open. In came Ethan and Brittany holding a lot of gift bags, and a bouquet.
She already sighed and rolled her eyes, ready for what was to come, but what did was nowhere near what she expected.
“Hi, Fiona,” Brittany said with a high-pitched voice.
Fiona frowned, confused as to why Brittany was greeting her, something she had never done in the past.
Brittany dropped all the gift bags and quickly walked up the stairs to help Fiona.
“Walked slowly,” she said as she held
