EPISODE 43

ELIANA

We’ve gone over the ingredients and started the prep work… and a few hours later, it came out, perfectly.

The apple pie, straight from the oven, was an irresistible temptation. The flaky, buttery crust glistened with a golden hue, the aroma of cinnamon, nutmeg and sugar wafting from the warm, tender apples encased within filled the kitchen with an allure that made my stomach grumble and my mouth water.

The pie had come out better than I had imagined though most of the work were done by Esme, I could only assist as much as I could while I watched as she made it.

I swallowed down the urge to have the first bite as I cut through the tenderness of the pie and platted it on the round, plain ceramic plate Esme puts out. Topping it with whipped cream and blueberries, I smile at the dish, feeling content but it didn’t make my nerves burn any less.

“D-Do you think Luca would like it?”

Esme gives me a warm smile across the counter as she reheated the coffee she’d left out to help me mak