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This worked out fine anyway. He wasn't interested in the food Cindy made, and feeding it to the dog wouldn't be a waste.

Maisie picked out a few pieces of ribs and placed them in Tigger's dish. The little pup chomped away, looking especially content.

"Has your mom been cooking for you these days?"

"No," Maisie replied softly. "The last time she wanted me to go home for dinner, I declined. Since then, she's been constantly buying things and bringing them over. Today was the first time she brought this food container, saying... that if I don't want to go home, she'll just prepare and send food for me."

Daniel scoffed. "Does she know what you like to eat?"

Maisie shrugged helplessly but smiled.

Cindy really didn't know what she liked to eat. She preferred lighter flavors and couldn't stand the heavily flavored dishes. Plus, she was allergic to seafood, so she couldn't eat fish at all.

Owen loved ribs, and Nicole had a preference for fish. Cindy had forgotten about her since she was young.

to eat." Daniel grabbed her hand and rubbed his nose against her forehead. "I know your taste. A few new chefs at the hotel

smiled back, her eyes brimming with

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she found Tigger lying listlessly on the floor as soon as she opened the door. It wasn't rushing out as usual, wagging

leftover bones in the dish and

Maisie was alarmed and hurried

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