Chapter 19

ARIANNA

As I meticulously counted the number of butters I had dropped into my grocery basket, a thought escaped my lips, "I believe we are in need of a greater quantity of these butters."

You see, I could not bear to sit idle at home while Lucas was off to work.

Therefore, I decided to embark on a personal errand.

Now, do not get me wrong, our pantry was not exactly running low on groceries and dairy products, but I had a nagging feeling that it would only be a matter of time before we did.

Instead of waiting for that chaotic rush hour at the stores, I figured it would be wise to stock up in advance.

Running to the supermarket had become my one saving grace, a task that allowed me to clear my head and find some respite.

Lately, I have been feeling restless, caught in a state of idleness. Lucas has taken to calling me a gold digger, mostly because he knows that I depend solely on him and his family for financial support.

But I yearn to change that perception.

I want to erase the sh