Reluctant acceptance
Misinterpreting my intentions, they reluctantly accepted my help. ‘Appreciate it,’ the husband said, his guarded tone revealing slight suspicion.
The wife also seemed hesitant but nodded in agreement. I began filling out the forms, asking mundane questions to appear thorough.
They watched with mixed feelings of gratitude and distrust. Although cautious, their need for assistance outweighed their wariness.
My mind worked meticulously, planting small mistakes that would ensure a frustrating entry process for them.