God's Work For Safety

Alex opened his eyes and smiled warmly at his wife. "Hey, Hun..." he greeted her, his voice filled with love. "Yes, just taking a break. Thanks for the food."

Amelia walked over and placed the plate on a nearby table. "You've been working hard," she said, her voice gentle. "You deserve a rest."

"Thanks," Alex replied, his smile widening. "What kind of food did you bring?"

Amelia lifted the lid from the plate, revealing a mouthwatering spread of roasted chicken, mashed potatoes, and steamed vegetables. "Your favorite," she said with a wink.

Alex blinked and looked at her, a playful grin tugging at his lips. "I think you asked that to Frey, didn't you?" he teased.

She chuckled, a hint of sheepishness in her voice. "Ah, right..."

"Well, it's still delicious," Alex assured her, taking a bite of the chicken. "Thank you, Amelia."