Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

Chapter 827

Did Yara tag along with Jace just to make sure she could crash here?

"I want the cream soup silky smooth. Oh, and remove the onions from the food after cooking-I like the taste, but I'm not eating them. And maybe-"I started listing my demands when Yara spun around, raising an eyebrow at me. "Wow. Jace really spoiled you, huh?" she said, shaking her head. "You're so picky."

She wasn't done. "And FYI, I'm not your personal chef. Don't want onions? Pick 'em out yourself." With that, she waltzed into the kitchen.

Clearly, she was hinting at something, so I decided to follow-casually, of course. On the inside? I was dying to sprint. But if she was playing it cool, so would I.

By the time I got to the kitchen, she was already prepping the ingredients, her knife skills surprisingly pro-level.

"Impressive," I said.

"It's called independence," she said, hitting me with a mini lecture. "Just because someone spoils you doesn't mean you can't handle yourself." Okay, point taken.

But even though I wasn't as skilled in the kitchen as she was, I was perfectly capable of being independent.

"Fair enough. Guess I should help out. Wouldn't want to feel guilty eating all this," I said, rolling up my sleeves and starting to rinse the veggies.

and running water made for great cover-perfect for sneaking

didn't you? Where's the stuff Hayden left inside?" I asked, keeping, my voice

I touch that creepy thing?" she replied with

much time, and Cole could send someone to barge in any second. Frustrated,

"The urn's exactly the way Hayden gave it to me. I handed it over untouched. If I'm lying, may I be cursed or whatever." Classic Yara-She was

it had been, I realized she probably wasn't lying. There was no way she'd go through the trouble of setting it up like

given me rings before he disappeared, and now another one had shown up in

with rings? Couldn't the guy

so worked up about

it," I muttered, half annoyed. "He made it

snorted. "A ring in an urn? Only he could come up with

out loud. "If it wasn't you, then what

Let me see," she said, eyeing my

the urn-this one was from Hayden, after his "death"

said flatly. "He probably smashed it to

the urn, so the