Bab 747: Tagging Along?

"Take your time, love. No need to rush."

"I-I know what I'm doing, so you don't have to baby me. It's embarrassing..."

"There's no one here but us, so you don't need to be embarrassed. Just take it slow."

Lillian took a deep breath as she resumed the arduous task in front of her. 

In an effort to prove that being pregnant had not in any way inhibited her ability to function independently of her loved ones, Lillian had been trying to do everything on her own for the past six months. 

And yet, there was one area that she always ended up caving and asking for help with. Putting on her shoes. 

Without the use of magic, or her loved ones, Lillian was borderline helpless when it came to this. So much for the embodiment of adaptation...

But after an absentminded wisecrack from Bekka at breakfast, she swore that she would no longer accept help from anyone else here.