Runa hesitated. Why should she help someone else when it wouldn't directly benefit her? However, there might be an opportunity here. This pregnant woman likely knew Yohana's room number, given their apparent friendship.
"Yes," Runa conceded, picking up the grocery bag from the floor. "I apologize for not assisting you sooner. Carrying heavy things is not advisable for your baby, so try not to purchase too much when you're in the market. Just this once, I'll lend a hand."
The pregnant lady leaned against the wall for support as she ascended the stairs, smiling amidst controlled breaths. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry for being stubborn when you mean well."
"Actually, could we stop by my room for a moment? I have something for you," Runa suggested, fabricating a story.
