The next second, George regretted it.
Standing there empty-handed was even more awkward, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
Feeling awkward, he cleared his throat, trying to make some noise to catch her attention, but it didn't work. George wasn't sure if Isabelle genuinely didn't notice or if she was doing it on purpose.
He said, "I'll pull the curtains for you..."
He glanced at Isabelle, who was on the bed playing with her phone, seemingly unaware of his presence, and added, "Do you need a glass of water?"
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