Noah took another bite of his food and turned to face her. Lauren smiled warmly at him. "How did you discover it?" "Did you like it?" She was curious.
Noah thought about Abigail again. It was the same as before. The flavor was similar to what Abigail had prepared for him.
"Where did you learn to cook like this?" My wife gave me this recipe. "Lauren only recently realized she dug her own grave," he explained.
"Oh, is that true?" she asked, swallowing hard.
"Really?"
Lauren could feel a loud throb in her chest while Noah continued to stare at her.
"Perhaps..." she swallowed.
"Omo!" "What should I do?"
