Chapter 140

• EVE'S POV
• The kitchen had never felt more alive.
• With Sandrino, Little Prince, and I working side by side, the air buzzed with laughter, chatter, and the rhythm of clinking pots and sizzling pans. It wasn’t long before the dining table transformed into a feast of colors and flavors—fried pig’s trotters dusted with chili and salt, crayfish in a rich, spicy sauce, succulent crab clawing its way through hot peppers, a whole leg of grilled lamb glistening with rosemary glaze, pan-fried beef steak..etc