Share

Chapter 8: Despair and Dread

Ellie had never had pasta quite as tender and delicious as Fiorelli's. If she ate here every day, she was sure she would never have another worry in the world, except maybe how she would afford all of the new clothes she would need as her waist expanded. The food tasted like the embodiment of comfort and home, it was a warm hug in her stomach.

She watched as Sam finished the last of her risotto and sighed in happiness.

"I'm going to get fat," Sam said to the table.

"From one meal?" Ellie asked.

"No, but I'm going to eat here every day. Probably for the next month or two. I have dreams of this sauce," Sam said as she scraped her fork along the bottom of the plate, licking it clean.

Firash closely watched her mouth; his eyes were trailing the path Sam's tongue took across her lips. His face was a mask of something close to desire before he shook his head and looked away.

"You can not possibly be serious about eating here every day, it wo

MME Friesen

Thank you so much for reading! I've had a spurt of free time recently and a burst of inspiration so please comment and tell me where you're from and what you like best! I'm really looking forward to writing the next few chapters :).

| Like
Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status