I look into Karl’s eyes. “What, like I did with you?” I murmur.

Karl’s eyes widen for a moment. His expression shifts from skepticism, to anger, and finally to

understanding before his gaze drops to the floor. I can tell I struck a chord with him, and maybe it’s for the

best; to remind him that I let him come here, let him walk back into my life, against all odds.

“I know it’s a risk, Karl, but what if it’s worth it?” I continue. “What if he’s exactly what we need? His

cooking is transformative, and you know as well as I do that the dishes he could help us create could be a

game-changer. I don’t just want to win the cook-off; I want to leave the judges stunned. I want them to

remember my food for the rest of their lives.”

Karl is silent for a few moments, his eyes darting back and forth as though the gears are turning in his

sighs and meets my gaze again, and there’s more understanding

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you want, Abby, then I’ll support you. No

a

for our own

into my

you, Karl. I knew you

that,” he continues, “I’ll even pay for a hotel

if we’re going to upend

incredibly generous of you.

I see the glint of something warm and tender in his eyes. “But I do need to do it, Abby.

him, but

feeling overwhelmed. “Wow… Thank

I can finish, he reaches out and squeezes my arm, a sensation that sends a

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