Liam arrived home after forty-five minutes, having made a detour to Shake Shack to pick up Yae's favorite burgers and an assortment of snacks. The delay had been worth it as he knew she needed something to lift her spirits.
He pushed through the front door with arms full of paper bags. The sound of the door opening drew Yae downstairs, her footsteps lighter than usual. "Hey…" she said, her voice unusually quiet, lacking its typical liveliness.
"Hey," Liam replied, raising the bags to show what he'd brought. "I dropped by Shake Shack." A flicker of brightness crossed Yaela's face, though not her usual radiant smile, but a noticeable improvement from the subdued state she'd been in all day.
