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My heart feels like it’s doing somersaults in my chest as I stammer out my

words. “You’re—you’re Vanessa Greene. The Vanessa Greene.”

“The one and only,” Vanessa says, her voice as soft as a gentle breeze. She

offers her hand, and I feel the warmth of her skin as our palms meet. My hand

trembles, and I’m embarrassed but can’t help it.

Vanessa Greene is literally the most renowned female chef in the country. Aside

from being a bestselling author, she also owns an entire chain of three-star

restaurants called ‘The Greene Plate’, which specialize in organic, farm-to-table,

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gourmet vegan dishes. It’s something that no female chef has ever

accomplished.

Aside from that, she’s the host of her own cooking show, ‘Brunch with Vanessa,’

and has won countless awards.

It goes without saying that I didn’t expect her to be here. Is she one of the

contestants, or one of the judges? Surely she’s a judge. Why would they have

in

us?

god,” I mutter. “Y-You’re like my

was life-changing for me. You have

smirking from his chair, like a

look that just

The moment’s perfection crumbles a bit at the edges,

feel like I’m already on stage,

people.

Vanessa’s reaction is as

and it feels like I’ve just been

hear. It was written for

to make it in this

scraping through, compared

they stop shaking. “Your restaurants,

dream

her head, her afro catching

be chased, not just admired from

meet her gaze and see something that I haven’t seen since

genuine kindness. There’s no veil of insincerity

warmth, pure and

if you bring your copy of ‘A Woman

to sign it for you,”

around me. Is this really

so

avalanche.

makeup artist rolling her eyes, impatiently

to get

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