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271: CATCHING UP.

Author: Glittering gold
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-21 23:47:17


ELARA’S POV


The kitchen was quiet except for the steady clink of knives against the cutting board.

I focused on slicing tomatoes, anything to keep my mind from circling back to the muffled words I’d caught behind the study door earlier.



Marcus leaned against the counter, arms folded, watching me with the kind of scrutiny that made my skin itch.


“You look too serious for someone chopping veggies,” he said finally.


I rolled my eyes. “Maybe that’s because you’re staring at me like you’re waiting for me to set the kitchen on fire.” i couldn’t miss how his eyes occasionally moved to the stove each time I open a pot or got a little too close to it.



“Not waiting.” His lips twitched. “Just… calculating how fast I could grab the fire extinguisher in under ten seconds.”


I snorted, shaking my head as I reached for the olive oil. “You still don’t cook, do you?”


“Nope. Nate took all the cooking genes and left nothing for me.” He pulled the lid off a pot for me. “But
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