395: RECIPE FOR DISASTER

ARIEL’S POV

“Luke lost his memory,” I brought out to Celine.

“What? How?” She blurted promptly.

“We had an accident, remember? And it turns out that shit went ahead to mess with his brain.”

“Oh my god, that is terrible.”

“I know,” I stated, shaking my head. “Right now, we can’t put him through any stress. That’s why I quickly took him to his room. I knew something terrible was going to happen. You know, he’s going to start feeling some pain, and I don’t want anything like that to start happening.”

“Okay, okay, I get it.” She cut me off.

“Yeah, I know you do,” I muttered in annoyance

“So, what do we do now?”

“We’ll just have to compose ourselves. We can’t afford to let anything bad happen to Luke,” I told her.

Celine nodded, her expression softening with concern. “Right. We need to be there for him, no matter

what.”

“And we need to figure out how to handle this situation delicately. We have to be really careful.”

Celine nodded, her brow furrowed with worry. “I just really need to ask: how do we help Luke remember without causing him more pain?”

“That’s the crucial question,” I whispered, my mind buzzing with potential solutions. “For now, let’s focus on keeping him calm and comfortable. We’ll figure out the rest as we go. But just the happy moments,

please.”

my

JCelin

I began, meeting her gaze with a somber expression. “We’ll

But right now, he just got out of the hospital, and it’s best we don’t stress him for

hours.”

situation. “You’re right. We can’t rush this. We need to give him time

for her understanding. “Exactly. And in the meantime,

hand on my arm. “We’ll get through this, Ariel.

settling in my chest. “We will. “We just

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and be there for him every

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smile. “Everything will be alright. We’ll make sure of it.

I told her underneath my breath.

and her words were echoing in my mind. I took

heavily on my mind, but I needed to focus on something tangible,

control for now. Dinner seemed like a good place to start.

countertops. Tonight, I decided to prepare a dish fit for royalty: lobster thermidor. It was

moment.

lobsters from the chilled display in the corner of the kitchen. I swiftly dispatched them with practiced precision, ensuring their demise was as humane as possible. Then, I expertly removed

creamy sauce.

added finely chopped shallots, allowing them to soften and release their fragrant aroma. Next, I sprinkled in a generous amount of flour, stirring constantly to form a smooth roux. Once

simmered and thickened, I seasoned it with a dash of Dijon mustard, a splash of brandy and a pinch of cayenne pepper for a subtle kick. Then, I folded the tender lobster meat into chunks, coating each morsel in the

amount of grated Gruyère cheese over the top of each shell, then placed them under the broiler until the cheese was golden and bubbly and the lobster filling was

ahead, for this brief moment, I had created

such a fancy meal, and then I strutted into Luke’s

grand entrance, I collided headfirst with Luke, sending the tray

watch it there,” Luke’exclaimed, his eyes wide with surprise as he tried to steady

in disbelief at the disaster unfolding before me, feeling equal parts mortified and amused.

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