Chapter 60 In His Arms, Lost
- Viktor Giovanni
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- I set her on a stool by the kitchen bar, and without a word, I begin preparing breakfast. Chocolate pancakes and Mille-feuille, just the way she likes it. The familiar rhythm of cooking calms me, though the tension from earlier still simmers beneath the surface. I steal glances at her while I whisk the batter, noticing the faraway look in her eyes.