“Okay” she stuttered to Dariana asking her to stay. She was disappointed, disappointed in herself that she had given away her injury. She decided now the cat was out of the bag, it might actually be better to just sit down once again and give her ankle some rest. She waited a few minutes until Dariana returned with an ice pack in her hands. She didn’t like it much, to be taken care of, usually, she was the one in the background who took care of everyone else. She accepted the help, however, as her ankle was only getting more bruised and more painful. There was no point in being stubborn about it now.
Once the ice pack was on her ankle, she felt the pain sinking and felt grateful for Dariana intervening, even if she wasn’t happy about it initially. “Thank you,” she said shyly “you would make a great doctor. Figuring out I was in pain so quickly and knowing exactly what to do.” She nodded at her to confirm her name.
The way Dariana spoke about both missing her family but at the same time have more freedom in her life made sense to Leah, though probably in another way as Dariana. Due to how many responsibilities she had with her family, she never really had time to do the things she liked. Her already being a breadwinner at this age, put a lot of pressure on her. “You are not oversharing” she said “I understand. For me, well, I feel quite out of place.” she confessed. “As you might have guessed already I’m not used to this fancyness, I’m just a simple farm girl” she said as she fixed a strand of hair.
@Kristi - Dariana