Chapter 127 A Woman In The Kitchen
- Abby
- My heart feels like it's doing somersaults in my chest as I stammer out my words. “You’re—you’re Vanessa Greene. The Vanessa Greene.”
- “The one and only,” Vanessa says, her voice as soft as a gentle breeze. She offers her hand, and I feel the warmth of her skin as our palms meet. My hand trembles, and I’m embarrassed but can’t help it.