"It's okay, we Omegas have gone through that phase numerous times," Caroline said, her voice carrying care and concern.
I blinked nervously before swallowing. Lydia took the dirty dishes from me. "I can do it," I said, as I didn't want to look like a freeloader.
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about that," she flashed me a smile.
My brows creased in confusion. "Why are you nice to me?" My question made her stop midway. She turned around, walking back to me.
I craned my head up to look at her, as I was sitting on a chair.
