Chapter 49 Wd

• Amelia's POV
• Despite the abundance of equipment, the pantry was surprisingly bare. There were a few cans of vegetables, some pasta, and a half-empty bag of cheese. My initial anxiety morphed into a determined challenge.
• With Chloe perched on a stool, swinging her legs and chattering excitedly, I set to work. I whipped up a simple yet delicious tomato and mozzarella pasta, using my knowledge of flavor profiles and improvisation to compensate for the limited ingredients.