"Are you done?"
"Y-yes," Grace replied. "You can use the bathroom."
"I'll take a shower later. I've prepared dinner for us. I hope you like it," Adro said, arranging plates on the counter.
Creeping towards the table, Grace felt a dryness in her throat that made it difficult for her to say a word. However, Adro's smile and body gestures were like a flowing stream that allowed her to breathe.
"Thank you for doing so much," Grace said, looking at two servings of mashed potatoes, grilled chicken breast, and boiled fresh broccoli.
“No problem," Adro replied, then sat on a bar stool next to Grace.
Scooping the mashed potato into her mouth, Grace discreetly glanced at Adro, who was enjoying his meal. It seemed like he was genuinely pleased to be more useful here.
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