Chapter 78 Stirring Memories!

• AYRA’S POV
• Walking into Mr. Caspian’s kitchen felt like stepping into another world. The space was sleek, modern, and impossibly pristine—practically gleaming under the soft golden glow of the recessed lights. For a moment, I stood still, momentarily forgetting the reason I was here. My hand brushed over the smooth marble countertop, and I couldn’t help but admire the minimalist design paired with top-of-the-line appliances. Everything about it screamed wealth and refinement.
• "This is just… so beautiful," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I tried to orient myself in the unfamiliar space.