Chapter 80

• She descended the last stair, her senses were suddenly greeted by the comforting aroma of freshly baked cake. The smell enveloped her, offering a momentary pause from her swirling thoughts. It was a small comfort, but Hazel clung to it in that moment, grateful for the simple pleasure it brought amidst the chaos of her new reality. Misty led Hazel through the winding corridors, following the irresistible scent wafting from the kitchen. As they entered the bustling kitchen, Hazel felt a sudden wave of attention wash over her, causing her to instinctively shrink behind Misty's protective figure. The room fell silent as every eye turned towards the unexpected visitors.
• "Ah, Misty, dear, you've brought a guest," exclaimed a kindly voice from the center of the room. Hazel peered around Misty to see an elderly woman with a warm smile, her eyes twinkling with hospitality as she approached.
• "This is Hazel," Misty replied, guiding Hazel forward with a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "And this is Miss Ruba, our esteemed head chef."