C64 Chapter 64

Melia’s pov

The restaurant hummed with activity as I moved through the kitchen, putting the final touches on the lunch service. Steam rose from pots and pans, a comforting haze of familiar smells-rosemary, garlic, and sizzling butter. It should have been enough to calm my racing mind, to ground me in the present. But I was distracted, and not in a good way