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Chapter 56 Refrigerate

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last update publish date: 2026-05-19 02:16:59

The early morning light slanted through the kitchen windows in pale, cold shafts. Aurora walked downstairs into the freezing farmhouse. She stepped directly into the silent kitchen.

Julian had already left for the restaurant.

She looked at the wooden table. Her exact breakfast order was waiting patiently on the smooth wood.

She turned to look at the center island. A small, clear glass container sat perfectly centered on the counter. Inside it was the dark cedar reduction sauce she had cooked ex
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