ALAN.
Immediately after I left the doctor, I went to bookstore to get some books for Ariel; her presence will be needed more now.
“Yes, I wanted to make up for yesterday. Stella said I made a mess.” She explained and I shook my head.
“She was just joking around, you didn’t do anything but you don’t have to do this, you didn’t have to cook for me,” I said gently but firmly.
“You know you’re not the maid. If I wanted you to cook, I would have let you know.”
Her expression shifted a mixture of surprise and hurt crossing her features.
“I just wanted to do something nice for you, especially after last night,” she explained, her voice tinged with defensiveness.
I sighed, realizing that my words may have come across as dismissive. “I know, and I appreciate the gesture. But you don’t nee
