The next evening —
After putting in hours of work, Adelyn was finally satisfied. Letting her eyes roam around the apartment, she hummed in contentment.
"Now, this is what looks like a perfect cozy place. Minimal and exactly how I prefer. What do you think?" she said, turning to look for Nigel.
But catching the sight of him next only left her dumbfounded.
Nigel was sprawled on the carpet, limbs spread out as if he had just finished moving a mountain.
"Nye?"
He didn't move. "Let me catch a breath. If I had known helping you move would exhaust me like this, I wouldn't have dared."
Adelyn pursed her lips and crossed her arms. "Oh, is that so? Because I clearly remembered asking you to reconsider before we started."
Nigel's eyes flew open. He stared at her in disbelief. "You—is that how you are going to thank me?"
