ni

un embracing me like a long-lost friend. I had dreamed of studyi

o keep her blonde hair out of her face whil

its rich history and stunning architecture. As we made our way t

culture. "I'm so excited to dive into Sicilian cooking!" I exclaimed, my eyes sparkling in delight.

r passion for cooking! Well,

ou'll appreciate the art of cul

roque buildings, winding streets, and vibrant markets. All in due time, i would ta

a sight to behold. The building was bursting with various students, going in and out of it. I joined them a

ed. The next few days passed in a whirlwind of orientat

ing local delicacies, while I also joined some cooking classes. In my Culinary Arts clas

, and pasta alla Norma. She wasn't just a good chef, she was a very good

party. I have heard about it and it was set to host this weekend but i wasn't bothered by it, a party t

e to meet people." Kylie commanded in a hard

husiasm was infectious. I rolled my eyes at her. "Okay, fine

keep you safe. And who knows, maybe you'll find

nefit that we are going." I dismissed

ow that Kylie mentioned it, I would consider the ideal. I had always been passionate ab

I asked, my eyes scanning the pastry shops

n I joined my classmates to dine after class. B

ls are crispy, but the filling needs mo

weekend. It's one of the times Kylie co

tweaking recipes. I love that about you. I

I couldn't contain my excitement as I dragged Kylie towards th

idened as i scanned the menu, my stomach growling at the sight. "Oh, Kylie, they have

hes. The taste was amazing for a local eatery that it wa

oaned after taking few bites. The conversation around the restaurant

on the road side, my eyes catches a familiar silhouette of a tall, dark-haired man entering in

eart skipped a beat at the thought of who the man

hat kind of vibe. It must be because I still haven't forgot

e van that was parked behind. I entered the bus an