"I'm fine, really," Hertha insisted, trying her best to claim her stay in the guest room. If it hadn't been for her clothes getting soaked, she wouldn't be in this predicament. She had put her clothes to the washing machine, hoping to slip back into them once they were finished and head home.
"Oh, sweetheart, don't overthink it. Just bunk down in Alaric's room for the night. I've got milk for you two. Have some and get to bed early. The air conditioning in the living room was cranked up too high earlier. I don't want you getting heatstroke." Beatrice said with a warm smile.
Balancing a glass of milk in each hand, she handed one to Hertha. "Here you go, drink up. It'll take the edge off the heat."
Hertha felt awkward refusing Beatrice's kindness, especially since she had gone out of her way to bring it over personally. It would seem quite rude to reject her offer.
Besides, even after a shower, Hertha still felt a bit overheated, probably from the air conditioning being set too high. The shower had done little to cool her down.
Maybe the milk would help.
"Thanks," Hertha accepted the milk from Beatrice and drank down.
Seeing her finish, Beatrice's smile grew even brighter. She took the empty glass and handed Hertha the other one, "This one's for Alaric. He's been complaining about the heat too."
Hertha had initially planned to leave and avoid Alaric, but Beatrice's words put her in a tight spot. If she refused, it might raise suspicions about her and Alaric not being a genuine couple.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, Hertha reluctantly took the second glass with a smile, "Alright, I'll take it to him."
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