Incredible Actor Nicholas Shane

The fight

The morning sun filtered through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow over the room. Joe stood at the gas cooker preparing breakfast. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the aroma of bacon and eggs.

As he flipped the pancakes, he glanced over his shoulder at Naomi, who was sitting at the kitchen table, staring absently at the wall. Her face was pale, and dark circles under her eyes spoke of a restless night. She had been acting strangely ever since yesterday incident with the water, and Joe was worried about her.

"Breakfast is ready," Joe said, trying to sound cheerful as he brought the plates to the table.

Naomi looked up and managed a weak smile. "It smells good, Joe. Thank you."

They sat down to eat, the clinking of cutlery and the occasional sip of tea were the only sounds breaking the silence. Joe watched Naomi carefully, something felt off about her.

"Naomi, I've been thinking..." Joe began, choosing his words carefully. "Maybe we should visit the hospital today.