C92 Chapter 92

Elara’s POV

The smell of sugar and melted chocolate filled the air as I sifted flour into a bowl, sneaking glances at Sabrina, who was determined to master the art of baking. Her cheeks were flushed from laughter, different from the woman who’d just been crying a few hours back.

Lucas' outburst hadn’t only scared Aurelio, but Sabrina too. I’d long forgotten what my mate was like when angry