Arthur was in the kitchen, cooking with great care. He was focused on making a delicious meal, but he was also feeling very frustrated. Georgiana, on the other hand, was sitting on the couch, looking at the mess in the kitchen. Arthur had told her to stay on the couch because he was worried she might hurt herself.
"Georgiana, please don’t get up." he shouted, his voice a mix of anger and concern. She had just started to stand up, but the moment he said that, she froze and quickly sat back down. Her eyes were wide with surprise, but soon a small smile crept onto her face. She found the situation funny, even if she didn’t dare to laugh out loud.
After a long pause, she finally said softly.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make such a mess.” She looked down, feeling guilty.
“I just wanted t
