I laughed wholeheartedly when I saw my uncle cooking in the kitchen, with my Aunt standing next to him, instructing him. "Does it look perfect to you, Eleanor?" Uncle asked, holding back his smirk. Aunt flattened her red lips, pressing them softly. "I know what you’re doing, King." She said almost scolding him. "Uncle wants everything to be absolutely perfect." I said, stretching my neck from my seat. The topping of the pizza looked mouthwatering. "More black olives, please." I muttered. "Your black olive pizza is in the oven." Aunt said, gesturing at the owen. The Italian kitchen was charming and that was the best thing about it. "Have a little patience, sweetie." Aunt said softly, smiling at me. I inhaled deeply and a full smile tugged at my face. "The delicious smell is making me impatient, Aunt." I told her, sniffing the air. She chuckled and walked over to me. She planted a kiss on my head. She always did that whenever she found me cu
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