Chapter 33
- Darius :-)
- The kitchen was warm with the comforting aroma of spices and the hum of low conversation. Gideon stood beside me, sleeves rolled up, focused on rinsing the chicken. I couldn’t help but admire his ease in the kitchen. He moved confidently, a stark contrast to the chaos Zane was undoubtedly causing in the living room.
- “Are you guys staying for dinner?” I asked, breaking the comfortable silence.