Apparently even walking up the stairs took a lot of work.

Lia winced as Fernando pressed the cotton wool on her bruised knee. She could die of embarrassment in that moment and no one would blame her.

Who couldn't walk up a couple of steps without tripping and falling on their faces? Since when did that become a chore?

Liam was probably having a good laugh at her expense after all he had offered to help her up but she had turned him down stubbornly.

"It's not so bad. It doesn't hurt so much, right?" Fernando asked and Lia could see he was trying very hard to hold his laughter....