C79 Chapter 79

Melia's pov

The buzz of activity in the kitchen the next day clashed against the unease threading through my veins. Steam hissed from pots, knives rhythmically sliced through ingredients, and the chatter of chefs blended into a symphony of culinary chaos. Normally, the environment grounded me, gave me a sense of purpose. But today, it all blurred, my thoughts circling back to Beatrix