What changed in a week?

"Alright, stay right there and point me where to put these," I said as I went through the grocery bags.

I already cleaned up the countertop and I moved Eimi to a chair, letting her rest there. The exhaustion and the prickling pain of her first time were clear in her eyes, but she had a serene smile that made it all worth it.

"Un. But you can leave it there. I can finish it later after I rested enough."

I looked at her and shook my head while wearing a reprimanding expression, "No can do, Eimi. I won't let you exert yourself right after that."

"Pfft You're so stubborn," Eimi softly giggled, her cheeks still sporting a pinkish hue.

Understanding that I wouldn't change my mind, she began instructing me. She watched as I put away the groceries, placing them neatly in their designated cabinets and fridge shelves. Despite her earlier protest, I could see the relief in her eyes seeing me proactively handling the situation.

A few minutes later, it was done.