Stefan entered the room and found Dorothy sitting on the bed, writing on a sheet of paper. Around her were several crumpled papers, and she looked troubled.

"Love, what are you doing?" he asked, coming to sit beside her.

"I'm trying to prepare a startup speech for the presentation, but I can't seem to come up with a good one," Dorothy pouted, tossing the last paper onto the floor.

Stefan sighed and sat closer.

"You don’t have to overwork yourself or prove to anyone ...