When Chelsea transferred from her chair to the love seat, Ella politely looked elsewhere. "I won't pretend I know how you were feeling about being carried up the stairs - I can imagine it's embarrassing and somewhat demeaning. I'm sorry you have to go through that." Without thinking Ella smoothed Chelsea's hair behind her ear, her hand whisper light against Chelsea's face and neck.
Not really wanting to think about what was going on here, Ella tore her hand away and grabbed a pillow. "You mind if I lay down? My back is hurting a bit. Perhaps too many crunches this afternoon," she laughed.