Chapter 220
- Matteo’s POV
- I leaned against the kitchen counter, watching Emilia stir something on the stove. The rich aroma of whatever she was making filled the air, but I barely noticed. My mind was elsewhere, buzzing with anticipation. I couldn’t help the grin that kept creeping onto my face.
- “You’re awfully chipper today,” Emilia said, glancing over her shoulder at me. “What’s up with you?”