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"Mmh…" I moaned.
"Is it delicious?" Oliveria asked, giving me hopeful eyes.
"Yes dear." I smiled and then moaned when the taste hit my taste buds again.
Dipping the flakes of the fish in the rich, buttery sauce, I hummed in satisfaction.
Oliveria is such a good cook.
Oliveria dug into her rice and began to eat.
"How's little Hana coping with Nate?" I dab my mouth, before taking a sip from the lime juice.
Oliveria's movement stopped for some seconds before she resumed eating.
With a mouthful of food, she hummed. "They're guff and they seemf to interag well–"
"Jeez, Oliveria, can you swallow what's in your mouth? I can't comprehend a thing you said."
She slowly swallowed before drinking water and then leaned back in the chair. "I said they're good and they seem to int
