Natalia Jackson:
After Franklin and I finished touring the new shop, which was fitted with new glass at the front and freshly painted, we spoke about hiring someone to help me set up my shop.
I was glad at the end of the day, and we thanked the staff before going to a restaurant for dinner.
My mind was still preoccupied with thoughts about Amelia's pregnancy as Franklin and I sat across from each other at the restaurant table and chairs.
Since I had grown too lazy to cook due to my unnecessary worrying, Franklin suggested we eat out, even though he doesn't usually like it.
"Babe, should we hire a chef?" Franklin asked me, trying to distract me from my thoughts.
"A chef?" I pondered it but shook my head.
"No. I don't need a chef. Don't worry, I will make lovely dinners for us tomorro
