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Chapter 1 The Beginning

Word Count: 1129    |    Released on: 22/05/2025

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the pan and gave Elara a look. "

and stepped back. "So

d softened his voice. "What's wrong with you today? You

d grabbed another pan. "

use of the dinner rush, or the pressure, or even the five-cours

ole f

ipped just thi

enu for weeks. Every single dish had been tested ten times. She knew the timing. She knew the flavor. But s

,that fami

ve years. But the moment

n eight," Marco

wered, trying to

, Lemon. Just like always. But nothing felt normal. Because tonight, in this very resort ki

who disappeared

an C

said his na

even whisper it. But now, it

g. Probably wearing one of

oice broke her sp

s the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.

trying not to

r. "You heard he's

didn't

"You don't have to pretend.

Elara said

ed too hard to let him mess with your head again. Cook. P

laugh. "Thanks. Th

ow get that salmon in the

did ju

dn't let herself think. She didn't let

s were gone, and the soup co

ng her head in. "The main gu

oze. "

Cole. He said he wants to th

stomach

o her. "Go. Don't k

at and her chest tighten

ors op

she s

mi

well. His hair was a little shorter than she remembered, but still messy at the

arted just

ognize

d, pushing back

idn't

iet. She remembered how he used to say her name like it was the only one he wanted to

e this?"

said, voice

le watched, but he didn't care.

"And tonight, I'

Regret, maybe. Or something c

"Thanks. Enj

lked out without letti

the doors closed behind her.

Marco raised an eyebr

e said. "Let'

but her head was a mess. She didn't want to think about his fa

to think about

she

t out, and the staff started c

idn't even like the sme

eded air after

urned

standin

o guards

ou want?"

"I saw your name on the menu and t

ld've kep

ould

ooked

alk to you," he said. "I know I lef

o l

ou a favor, Elara. Back then. I thought wal

y. "You didn't even

as w

him. "Why now?

before he could answer, t

ed out, heels clic

n. "Dad wants you at the table. Th

nked. "Wh

to clear out those sad little shops downtown. Including

lood turn

looked

w at him. "She opened a place. Small. Cute.

ss the kitchen really is t

ed back, he

d. His eyes darted b

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