A bit romantic

She quickly moved back inside the house, trying to find a place where she could be alone for a few minutes. She was not exactly happy with the way things were turning out to be. This was not supposed to be the plan, but she had no choice now.

As she walked to the living room, she did not notice her sister, Marge, walked out of the kitchen. She was already carrying a bottle of wine to be served during the meal.

"Where are you going?" Marge asked her as she almost bumped into her. She was distracted with her thoughts that she had barely seen where she was going. She was acting automatically as she let her feet guide her to her destination.

She looked up, only noticing her sister when Marge spoke. "I'm going to get a bottle of wine." She replied as she continued to move in the direction of the kitchen.

"Sab stop," Marge called to her. "Are you alright?"