The aroma of cooking food wafted through the air as Rachel busied herself in the kitchen, preparing a meal for lunch. She was absorbed in her task, her hands moving with practiced ease as she chopped, sautéed, and seasoned. The sizzle of vegetables and the savoury smell of meat filled the kitchen, making her stomach growl with anticipation.
Just as she was about to plate the food, Victor appeared, dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark jeans. He looked like he was heading out, and Rachel’s curiosity was piqued. She wiped her hands on a towel and approached him, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“Hey, where are you off to?” she asked, trying to sound casual despite the growing unease in her chest.
Victor smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“Just going to grab some drinks. I’ll be ba
