Chapter 22 | Flame

Tiffany led me to the kitchen, and I asked, "Can you possibly show me how this stove works? The ability to bake was the thing I missed the most when I became a rogue."

Finally, I am in the kitchen but I am not aware of this new cooking apparatus. I have been dying to return back to my old duties as a cook. That had been the best perk of being an Omega; if you were cooking anything, people would leave you alone. And throughout my task, I would find myself experimenting with ingredients and making exotic yet edible food. I even discovered that I loved baking.

Tiffany assisted me in locating the ingredients as I measured and combined everything in a bowl. We were soon seated on tall stools against the far wall, watching the cheesecakes bake in the oven. Tiffany had a lot of fun stories underneath her sleeves and she was willing to blurt them out unabashedly. While I, on the other hand, was busy laughing and baking the rest.

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