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Cooking and Kisses

Author: Orinabhankz
last update publish date: 2026-01-02 15:11:13
ARYA’S POV

I stared at the disaster zone that had once been a pristine Italian kitchen and groaned in frustration.

Chocolate was everywhere. Somehow, and I honestly wasn't sure how, I’d managed to get it on the countertops, the stovetop, the cabinet doors, and even a few spots on the ceiling.

The marshmallows I’d been attempting to make had turned into a gooey mess that refused to cooperate, clinging to the spoon like cement.

"This is ridiculous," I muttered, digging through drawers in search o
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