"Okay, you can hold me if you want to." She then leaned against him, allowing him to drag her inside.
"Be careful—" Andrew frowned. Even though he was holding her, she kept stumbling on the way.
"This road is very rocky," she remarked.
Helplessly shaking his head, he swiftly scooped her into his arms.
"Hey, I said I can walk," she retorted with a huge frown on her face.
"I know you can walk but I want to carry you," he coaxed her. "Let me do it, okay?"
When she nodded and complied, he quickly took her inside.
….
[Inside]
Carefully placing her on the couch, Andrew rushed to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Here, drink this—" he brought the glass close to her lips.
Rachael obediently took a few sips. She then frowned and looked around. "Where are we?"
"This is the first house my parents brought after they got married." He sat beside her. "I haven't been here for a long time."
