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Chapter 107: Whispers of Serenity

Author: Annie
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 19:27:53

I sat by the balcony with a cup of tea, watching the garden below bloom with white lilies… my favorite. Martha had suggested them. I smiled thinking about how thoughtful she always was.

“Good morning, ma’am,” she said, appearing in the doorway with that familiar warm smile. Her hair was tied back neatly, her apron spotless as usual.

“Morning, Martha. You’ve been up since dawn again?”

“Well, there’s still plenty to do. I had to make sure the cake layers settled right.” She stepped closer, holding out a tray with small, neatly cut pieces of pastry dusted with powdered sugar. “I thought you might like to taste this one before we start the real thing.”

I took one and bit into it. Sweet, soft… the flavor melted against my tongue like velvet. “Martha, this is… perfect.”

She smiled, eyes crinkling. “I’m glad. It’s a new recipe. A little richer than usual.”

Valerio walked in then, his shirt half-buttoned, hair still damp from the shower. “You’re spoiling her again, Martha.”

She chuckled softl
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