Once he honed his skills, he would prepare a meal for Loraine.
In the past, it was always Loraine who made sacrifices andpromises for him. Now, it was his turn
to take care of her!
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With Marco’s yful interference finally at bay, Loraine swiftly finished preparing the meal.
The centerpiece was a light yet tantalizingly creamy pasta, apanied by mashed potatoes that
transformed into a dish brimming with cheesy goodness. This wasplemented by a vegetable sd
made from the lettuce gifted by Henna.
Their modest apartment contained only aputer table, which was transformed into a delightful
dining area. The simple dishesid out on the table created an aura of avish banquet.
Settling down at the table, Loraine and Marco shared a nce and found the whole situation rather
amusing, prompting a fit of Laughter from both.
In that moment, they felt like any other couple, returning home after work, cooking a simple meal
together, and enjoying it around a small dining table, wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and contentment.
Though the dishes were humble, Loraine, trained under the Geranium’s head chef, brought a distinct
finesse to them. Even Marco, ustomed to high-end gourmet food, was enticed by the vors
Loraine crafted.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Before long, they had relished the entire meal.
Marco struggled to recall thest time he had derived such pleasure from a meal and heaped sincere
praise, “Your cooking is exceptional.”
Loraine responded with a smile, “I was tutored by the Geranium’s head chef, so it’s bound to be good.”
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But Marco felt there was a difference. Even the top chef at the
Geranium couldn’t replicate the unique taste that Loraine brought to the dishes.
Post-dinner, Marco took up the chore of washing dishes, although his clumsiness resulted in two
shattered bowls.
Loraine couldn’t suppress her Laughter, eventually clearing up the mess herself. They both then settled
by the window, watching as the city lights gradually Lit up the streets below.
Almost instinctively, Marco’s hand found hers.
He turned to her, his face wearing a serious expression as he confessed, “Today, I heard from Mrs.
Thatcher about your past.. Loraine, before we got married, I was oblivious to your life. Now, I yearn to
understand you-your past, your present, and your future-I want to be involved in every aspect of your
life.”
Loraine was taken aback. In truth, he had been a part of her past far longer than he realized. He simply
wasn’t conscious of it.
Marco was under the impression that their first encounter was when they got married.
However, even before their marriage, Loraine had already fallen for him.
As she studied Marco’s profile, her heart pounded in her chest, their shared past superimposing itself
on the present.
She was transported back to a time when she was harassed by vige men, one of whom even
attempted to assault her. It was then that Marco made his timely appearance.
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